Monday, 30 September 2013
Is Food Fashion #TRENDING?
Lazy Bones, the recently launched restaurant in London Farringdon, serves up fancy fast food with a surrounding of quirky interior design. When a friend slumped down next to me with her ‘starter’, she was carrying a bag of sour cream and chive popcorn. What may have been confined to the walls of cinemas has emerged as a savoury restaurant snack, and popped corn brands such as Proper Corn seem to be everywhere. It was then that it seemed food had become just as trend-focused as the fashion industry. Last year, the UK saw a rise in the consumption of colourful macarons, popcakes, boutique beers and artisan breads, and gradually died out and made room for savoury popcorn.
Wayne Edwards at The Food People believes that popcorn in particular has become a food phenomenon because “it hits a few trends”. He explains that, “Sweet and salty combinations such as salted caramel are everywhere, and it links to the nostalgia for American-style dining.”
So where have these attitudes come from? These fickle food trends are not something entirely new. Rashima Bhatia of the Indian restaurant Rasoi believes that the era of food trends has been developing since 2009, and now, in 2013, has reached its peak. Rasoi has ensured that different aspects of these trends have been woven into the menu. “We try to source ingredients that are local, and we also have an open kitchen to emphasise the trend of consuming only honest food.”
An upcoming trend for late 2013 will be a change in restaurant concepts, such as dining in entertaining or unusual environments. The emergence of ‘edible cinema’, for example, allows the audience to eat the provided food packages that have to be consumed at corresponding moments in the film. Similarly, Dans Le Noir? in Clerkenwell Green (featured in the recent film About Time) borders on becoming more of a “sensorial human experience” than a restaurant. Their policy is for all diners to dine in the dark, which will not only intensify the tastes of the dishes but also helps raises awareness of a cause. As the founder Edouard de Broglie states, “half of our staff are visually impaired, but for an hour and a half they become our eyes and we become blind in the darkness. We believe that a good experience is much better than a long speech.” This fits with the new ‘Conscience Food’ trend, where the eating experience is almost educational and enables customers to ‘do their bit’ for a good cause.
Needless to say, the fusion of British and Asian cuisine is an ongoing trend, now becoming more apparent with the rising appreciation for spicy street food. Some restaurants have embraced Asian cuisine in the style of ‘fast food’, creating a fusion of American and ethnic dining.
It seems that simple food is not enough. Innovative chefs such as Heston Blumenthal are renowned for developing dishes close to laboratory experiments, such as an oddly delicious Chicken Curry Ice Cream. Are restaurants and brands pushing the boundaries of cooking due to cutting-edge TV chefs? “Chefs have raised the profile and interest in food,” Mr Edwards told us. “Chef Rene Redzepi chef served ants at his pop at Claridges and Wahaca had fried grasshoppers on their menu earlier this year!”Restaurants are becoming more adventurous and challenging of food traditions. Trends are injecting more excitement and fun into the food industry. The only issue is keeping up...
Article in Chaat! Magazine issue 13
Friday, 27 September 2013
Fictitious foods
Imagine banqueting in Hogwarts’ Great Hall, indulging in a
feast of pumpkin pasties, chocolate frogs and liquorice wands then washing it
all down with an ice cold mug of refreshing butterbeer. The world of Harry
Potter is rife with mouth-watering culinary oddities that can delight, or in
the case of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Jelly Beans, occasionally disgust.
Happily, there was news last week that the world of Harry
Potter is on its way back to the big screen. JK Rowling is set to pen an original
screenplay adaptation of her book ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them’.
Released in 2001 to raise money for Comic Relief, the book is a fictional guide
written by daring magizoologist, Newt Scamander about the colourful creatures
of Harry’s wizarding world.
The film, or potential series of films, is likely to feature
more weird and wonderful foods, which play an important part in bringing this
vivid and vibrant world to life. However, Rowling’s world is not the only place
where fictional foods play an important part in the story, and here are a few
of what we think are the most noteworthy.
Lembas
Lembas (or waybread for those who don’t speak elven) is a meal
with each mouthful. The occasional saviour of Samwise and Frodo on their long
journey to Mordor, this hearty bread is presented to the heroic hobbits by enchanting
elven lady, Galadriel. They say that one small mouthful is enough to fill a
fully grown man, but that’s not enough to fill some hobbits. For instance, in
the film series, upon Merry asking him how much he has eaten, partner in crime,
Pippen happily turns to him and belches ‘four!’
Lopadotemachoselachogaleokranioleipsanodrimhypotrimmatosilphioparaomelitokatakechymenokichlepikossyphophattoperisteralektryonoptekephalliokigklopeleiolagoiosiraiobaphetraganopterygon
Don’t worry, I haven’t fallen asleep at my keyboard. For
many centuries this fictional food was the longest word ever to appear in
literature. The loose translation is a dish compounded of all kinds of
dainties, fish, flesh, fowl, and sauces and appears in Ancient Greek playwright,
Aristophanes’ comic play Assemblywomen.
Scooby snacks
The transformative power of one of tasty treats means that
an occasionally cowardly Scooby Doo is often the hero of the day.
Soap
In David Mitchell’s delightfully ambitious, sprawling novel
Cloud Atlas, geography, genre and time are all heavily toyed with. The story spans
6 interwoven parts with the events and moralities of each echoing throughout
the others. One of the most affecting parts is the dystopian story of
Sonmi-451, a genetically engineered work-clone or ‘fabricant’. Here the
fabricants feast on ‘Soap’, and it’s only later in the story that we find out the
chilling revelation that the ‘Soap’ is actually recycled from the fabricants
themselves…
Melange
Okay, this isn’t a fictional food per se, but rather the fictional
drug central to the Dune series. Nicknamed ‘the spice’ by inhabitants of this
world, Melange is a potent geriatric drug that gives the user a longer life
span, greater vitality, and heightened awareness. Given its nickname for its
powder-like consistency and likeness to substances like cinnamon, Spice can
only be found on the arid and dangerous desert plants Arrakis.
Thursday, 26 September 2013
A Caspian Negotiation
The Oil Industry and
Crossing the Caspian Sea
The wait was intolerable. Waves of mania sent me and my travel partner, Nathan, from delirious peak to grim through and back again. Our boat rocked with swell as if to emphasise the point, and it made me feel queasy. Despite arriving to the Kazakh coastline after only 20 hours of our voyage, we were stationary, and had been for three days and four nights. We had watched the indolent sun journey its arc through the sky, and watched the moon gradually change shape, night on night, sliver by sliver. I breathed in the salty air, and stared at the nigh time sparkles marking Aqtau, and with it Kazakhstan, through the dark. It felt close enough to touch and taunted me. “Maybe I should do it” I thought. Was I actually thinking of diving into the largest enclosed inland body of water on earth, and swimming for it?
Baku, Azerbaijan, was the glamorous point of our departure a
few days earlier. I sometimes found it hard not to feel like an ancient prince
in Baku. In 1941 Baku was responsible for supplying over 70% of all the oil
extracted in the whole of the Soviet Union, earning it the nickname “Black Gold
Capital”. Evidence of the wealth this brought was everywhere. On a walk, Nathan
had squealed in disbelief, “There’s marble columns in the underpasses?!”. But there was a dark side. As I was to find out,
our journey from Azerbaijan across the Caspian Sea represented a microcosm of
one of the biggest environmental issues of our time.
As we boarded our battered ferry, the motors shook the boat
into life. Stuffed with intercontinental trucks and a large contingent of
Turkish drivers, the ship started to make its way out of Baku’s famous port.
Looking back towards the mainland, views of onshore oil fields were obstructed
by the silhouettes of offshore oil fields. Mechanical clicks and squeaks faded,
and Baku contracted behind us into a solitary pixel on my camera as we chugged
out into nothing but blue space.
The hours passed and there was not a single sighting of
land. Up on deck, we spent an age jBlack Gold. Extraction of this most
valuable commodity presents all kinds of risks to water quality, and many
islands in the Caspian have suffered reduced populations of marine birds
because of resulting ecological damage. Worryingly, recent proposals to build
pipelines crossing the sea have multiplied the potential threats.
ust looking out over the featureless seascape, being buffered by the bitter winds, and staying warm by chasing each other around like schoolchildren after lunch. Despite the seemingly desolate environment, the Caspian Sea supports a diverse and unique ecosystem.
Luckily, Nathan and I, were treated to a little comedy to
take our mind off it. Our boat was captained by a real-life caricature. He was a
short, stocky Azeri fellow who had plated all of his teeth in gold, and seemed
to be forever smoking a cigarette that never burned away. Glass of Vodka in
hand and wearing only a vest and trousers, the captain periodically made his
way down to the dining room to enjoy the banter of the Turkish truck drivers as
they whittled the hours away laughing and playing backgammon. Embedded in an
impromptu Russian lesson he tried to give Nathan and I, was a piece of
geography. “Rooshia”, he barked, pointing North-West, and glaring at Nathan to
make sure he understood. Spinning clockwise with his arm outstretched like a
human compass, our captain reeled off the remaining littoral states. “Kaazakheestan,
Tourkmeneestan, Eeeran!!”. “Aaaaaand”, he drawled before pausing for dramatic
effect, “AZERBAIJAN!!!!”. His golden grin was wider than our vessel.
Gaining collaboration between these nations with respect to
the Caspian is difficult. How the resources are divided is an issue yet to be
fully resolved by the five nations, and how the region is to be protected even
less so. The sea represents a place of compromise: compromise between the need
for oil and the need to protect the environment, and compromise between the
conflicting interests of its encompassing nations. I had no idea that this
would be a journey across such a politically and environmentally contested
arena.
I turned in for the night, and slept badly on my steel bunk.
The following morning was particularly clear, and I peered out across the still
water. It looked like hammered pewter. It
was lucky that I decided against a chilly attempt for the shore, because as far
as the eye could see are oil tankers from every corner of the Caspian, sat
silently, as deadly giant barricades, waiting for their turn to unload their
precious cargo.
Hamper Heaven
You might have gathered by now that Chaat! magazine loves a
good hamper. A perfect gift opportunity for any occasion, you can never go
wrong with a hamper – especially one containing spicy products. Hamper Heaven
is a fantastic company which produces a variety of ready-made hampers bursting
at the seams with delicious luxury products. However, Hamper Heaven is
different to the other competitors on the market because they can quite
literally cater for all. From chilli to chocolate, ginger to ploughmans, there
is a hamper perfect for everyone on this easy-to navigate website (we’ll pop
the link below).
The best thing about this website apart from the diverse
range of products is that they are separated into price ranges, showing you a
list of all the hampers available within your specific price range. From under
£30 – a nice gesture, to £70 and over – a lavish gift, the quantity of products
vary but the quality is never compromised. Another unique element of Hamper
Heaven is that you can choose from a variety of unique wrapping styles to make
sure that your hamper is personalised and suitable for the lucky recipient.
From feathers to Christmas trees, the gorgeous wrapping provides suitable
embellishment for every occasion, and if you’re really crafty and want extra
brownie points you can tell a white lie and say you wrapped it yourself!
Unsurprisingly, we have our eye on the “Chilli Fiesta”
hamper which is bursting with fantastic chilli infused products, but we think
the “Sweet Treats” hamper would be the perfect naughty, indulgent present for
Christmas.
So head on over to their website at http://www.lovehamperheaven.co.uk
and get all your Christmas orders in early, or if you’re feeling mischievous
then treat yourself! We don’t know about you, but we’re certainly hoping for a
large possibly hamper-shaped present under our tree this Christmas…
Rainbow Turtle Fairtrade Hampers
As much as we may hate to admit it, Christmas is once again
just around the corner. This means we need to get both our Christmas hats and
thinking caps on simultaneously – for those gifts won’t just buy themselves.
Here at Chaat! we’re obviously rather partial to a bit of spice, and think that
a spice infused hamper would be a perfect gift idea for our fellow curry lovers.
Rainbow Turtle are a fantastic fair trade company who have a
fantastic variety of hampers filled to the brim with personally chosen fair
trade products to cater for your every need. Each hamper is individually
wrapped in an environmentally friendly, recyclable package and is finished off
with a beautiful hand-made gift tag from Peru on which you can personalise with
your own message.
Naturally, we’ve got out eye on the “Curry Mania” and “Hot
and Spicy Fair Trade” hampers, but at such a fantastic and reasonable price we
might just indulge and buy them all! You can buy Christmas presents for
yourself right?
The beauty of these hampers is that they’re not strictly
restricted to Christmas, and you can splash out for any occasion. The
“Chocolate Delight” fair trade hamper looks like the perfect gift for anyone
who has a sweet tooth, and the “Fairtrade Pamper Hamper” is filled with
products perfect for an indulgent night in. The only problem with Rainbow
Turtle is knowing when to stop shopping! Before you know it your entire Christmas
budget will be spent with a couple of clicks.
Celebrate National Curry Week With Chaat! Magazine
As a nation we illustrate an obsession with Indian cuisine. Being intertwined with British culture has enabled our love for the particular cuisine to grow and expand. It is so popular that we dedicate a whole week of our calendar to enthralling in it's brilliance.
National curry week runs from 7th-13th October, delving in the fantastic curry dishes that we are in reach of.
Founded by Peter Grove, food writer and historian, the event celebrates our undeniable passion for curry, feeding the 23 million of us that indulge in curry regularly.
Chaat! Magazine celebrates the world of curry all year round. The October/November issue is a great one to have with a large dedication to winter warming recipes to celebrate this glorious week in the comfort of your own home.
With everything from slow cooking curry recipes to luscious Indian styled interior to make a perfect Asian night in. We have The Incredible Spicemen talking us through their inspirations and dedications to spicy cuisine! Their knowledgeable catalogue of cooking tips provides us with the equipment to make curry week a food success.
Wednesday, 25 September 2013
Tomato Potato Chilli Layer
Prep time: About 10 minutes
Cook time: About 40 minutes
Serves: 4
INGREDIENTS:
4 Medium
potatoes (fluffy),skin on, thinly sliced
1 Onion,
finely chopped
1 Clove
garlic, crushed
2tbsp Tomato
ketchup
400g Can
chopped tomatoes
2tsp Chilli
powder
METHOD:
Preheat oven to Gas 6, 200ºC, 400ºF.
Place sliced potatoes, onions and garlic in a large
plastic (microwave proof) bowl. (They
will cook quicker if not packed too densely – bigger bowl in thinner layer
works best!).
Rinse slices with water, drain, place back into bowl. Cover with plastic plate or cling film and
cook.
MW = 800 watts
Category E
|
= 5-8 minutes
|
When potatoes are cooked shake bowl and stand for 1
minute, then drain.
OR Hob:
Place potatoes in a pan with just enough boiling water to cover them. Lid on bring to the boil and simmer for about
8-10 minutes just starting to soften, drain.
Place potatoes etc in an ovenproof dish. Heat together the ketchup, tomatoes and
chilli, and pour over and lightly combine together. Cover with foil
Place in oven and cook for 30 minutes until tender
and golden - Remove foil for the last 15 minutes.
Serve with seasonal steamed green vegetables.
Friday, 20 September 2013
Chat with Chris Ramsey
INTERVIEW BY ALEXANDER TAN
You’re friends with
Greg Davies and Al Murray. What’s the best piece
of advice you received from fellow comedians?
- The
best piece of advice I have ever had was actually from Jason Cook, my mate and
creator of Hebburn... He said "to get good at stand up you need to
compere, compere, compere" but then I found out he'd got that advice from
the Frank Skinner book, so...
Obviously your comedy style is completely different to your
Hebburn co-star Vic Reeves. How do aim for your style to be perceived?
- You can
never control how someone will perceive your style, I'm sure there are people
out there who see me as a haircut with a microphone! But I'm a storyteller, and
I like to banter with the crowd. My material is always personal and I like to
think the crowd know a bit about me when they leave (at the end of the show I
mean, they don't just walk out during... Much)
You’re famous for
being precious about your hair? Would you ever get it cropped or do you think
that would have a Samson like effect on your comedy powers?
- Haha
I'm honestly not that bad! It's people like Al Murray who've started this
vicious rumour! I've actually just had quite a drastic trim as it was doing my
head in... haven't done a show since though, so fingers crossed it doesn't have
the Samson effect.
You were given a red card on Soccer AM after using an ‘inappropriate’
word. Do you often get in trouble for saying things you shouldn’t?
- Ah yes,
the red card incident. I look like an absolute fool on the youtube clip as I
sit trying to work out what I've said wrong. Idiot. I do stuff like this quite
often, usually it's on a recorded TV show so it can be snipped out, but sadly
Soccer AM was live. I'm at my worst if you put me in a room with someone who is
quiet... I just talk and talk until I've dug myself into a massive
conversational social hole.
It’s cold up north –
does that mean that you eat hot curries to protect you from the cold winter
nights?
- Yes, of
course. And we all have flat caps and whippets and build ships and work in
mines and love gravy...
Do you cook much at home? Do you make any spicy dishes?
- I love
to make a really spicy seafood pasta with loads of fresh chillies. I attempted
a curry from scratch once and it was an absolute disaster, I ended up getting a
take away... I'll try it again one day, exorcise those demons.
As a panellist on Celebrity Juice, you’ve
played the toilet Chinese whispers game. What’s
the most unusual Chinese whisper you’ve
heard about yourself?
- You get
to hear loads of things that people say about you when you start doing this
kind of job, but the maddest one I heard was the day my ex-girlfriend came home
from work to tell me that her mate said I had been in South Shields (my
hometown), 'flashing the cash' on a night out and had asked someone if I could
buy their jeans (THE ONES THEY WERE WEARING) from them for £10. I was astounded... it was £20 and they were bloody nice jeans.
I'm
kidding, it was total lies. I have no idea where it came from. It's insane and let’s be honest £10 for a pair of jeans that a
person is currently wearing is not FLASHING THE CASH... if anything it's a full
on insult... and how on earth would he continue his night?! South Shields bars
don't have the strictest dress code but even they would draw the line at
clubbing in your kegs.
FULL INTERVIEW IN MAGAZINE 13
Thursday, 19 September 2013
Gluten Free life is Sweet!
*Free From Gluten
*No Artificial
Flavouring
* Contains Panache!
Valerie Cuppillard has compiled a catalogue of gluten free
treats in her book, Gluten-Free Gourmet
Desserts and Baked Goods. The pages burst with inventive recipes
constructed with a wealth of variations and flavours for those who do not eat
gluten.
Vallerie Cupillard is an award-winning author of various
cookbooks. With this literature venture she seeks to open doors to culinary
discovery, not focussing too much on the gastronomy themes but more on the
experimentation of flavours and great possibilities that the gluten intolerant
can indulge in.
The book teaches how leading a gluten free life can be
difficult, a tremendous change to the diet that seems greatly overwhelming to
the individual. Many believe that eating gluten free means they have to let go
of their treats and desserts that they love so much. We all enjoy sweet dishes
now and again and with Vallerie Cuppillard’s help so can coeliacs.
Gluten is absent in rice, soy, buckwheat, tapioca, millet,
quinoa, amaranth, chestnuts, almonds, hazelnuts and coconut. These ingredients
can all be used when putting together a great bake! These fantastic products
get looked over continuously due to our comfort with white flour. As a result
to this we miss out on so many pioneering ingredients from the gluten free
world, missing out on the flavours and textures they employ.
Such dishes as Lemon Brioche and Orange Caramel Cake really
make the mouth water, how can coeliacs feel left out when such beauties are at
hand? The honest ingredients used leave the coeliac at ease. Using only organic
essential oils that are pure and natural, without preservatives is both ethical
and tasty.
Star Recipe - **Banana Gratin with Cardamin - Pg 90 **
If you are a coeliac or just don’t eat gluten then check out
our next edition of Chaat! We are
running a large feature on the gluten free diet with interviews from Phil
Vickery and Stevie Parle as well as lots of information from Coeliac UK about the diet and
suggestions on how to spice up your gluten free meals.
Wednesday, 18 September 2013
Cavemen loved curry!
It's not strictly true, but archaeologists have discovered 6,000 year old pottery that shows traces of spices mixed in with animal fat.
Fragments of the ancient dishes contained plant residues, which can be found in today's garlic mustard seeds. The peppery spice is part of the mustard family and isn't considered to have any nutritional value, mixed in with fat from animal remains and plants rich in starch.
The discovery suggests that the spice was added to the meal as flavouring rather than for nutritional purposes. It was previously thought that while our ancestors were mainly carnivores, prehistoric man only supplemented their diet with energy giving plants, which they began to cultivate and eat around 6000 BC.
When asked about the research they had undertaken, Dr Hayley Saul from the University of York stated "Our evidence suggests a much greater antiquity to the spicing of foods in this region than is evident from the macrofossil record, and challenges the view that plants were exploited by hunter-gatherers and early agriculturalists solely for energy requirements, rather than taste."
We wonder what a prehistoric curry would have tasted like!
Fragments of the ancient dishes contained plant residues, which can be found in today's garlic mustard seeds. The peppery spice is part of the mustard family and isn't considered to have any nutritional value, mixed in with fat from animal remains and plants rich in starch.
The discovery suggests that the spice was added to the meal as flavouring rather than for nutritional purposes. It was previously thought that while our ancestors were mainly carnivores, prehistoric man only supplemented their diet with energy giving plants, which they began to cultivate and eat around 6000 BC.
When asked about the research they had undertaken, Dr Hayley Saul from the University of York stated "Our evidence suggests a much greater antiquity to the spicing of foods in this region than is evident from the macrofossil record, and challenges the view that plants were exploited by hunter-gatherers and early agriculturalists solely for energy requirements, rather than taste."
We wonder what a prehistoric curry would have tasted like!
New Ways to See Places
Part 2 Cycling: An Interactive Way to see Australian Wildlife
Danger is exciting, and few places represent danger like the
Australian wilderness. As Bill Bryson put it, “this is a country where even the
fluffiest of caterpillars can lay you out with a toxic nip”.
Many people have entertained the dream of one day travelling
to Australia to discover postcard-worthy beaches, a hassle-free lifestyle and
yes, the barbeques on which the clichéd shrimp can be thrown. But one other
major draw is the plethora of wildlife that fills every corner of the land down
under. Nature reserves and tours offer
safety along with the experience, but I discovered a different way, and in doing so
emphatically confirmed the adage that Aussie animals are “out to get you”.
It began in Cairns, the heat of the day weighing down on my
sweat-soaked shoulders. With some final mechanical alterations, I clipped my
shoes into the pedals, and rolled out with a friend, Alan, onto the scorching
tarmac of the Bruce Highway. A colony of ants marched, dutifully single-file,
across the hard shoulder. We pointed our tyre treads south. My very own
Australian safari was about to begin.
Relatively speaking, our first run-in with the local fauna
was just around the corner, a few kilometres south of Babinda. We were faced
with allegedly the most aggressive bird on the planet. Armed with a fearsome
reputation and a horn, the dinosaur-like cassowary has huge talons that extend
from muscular, sinewy legs that stretch ground-ward from a large, dark torso. If
Alan and I were under any illusions about the bird’s menace, we had Leo, a
local child, to squeal reminders at us that if we got too close to our avian
friend, “his claws would be the laaast thing we’d seeeeeeee!!!!!!”. Pedalling
away, the danger had been averted. For now.
The further south we rode, the more the tropical greenery
was being replaced with browns and yellows. Echidnas, dead and alive, made
fleeting appearances. Our river baths came with fear, the threat of crocodile
attack always an outside possibility. A sleepless night spent in the mud with
an ocean of croaking cane toads was followed by two mornings where we peered
out of the tent to find herds of calmly grazing wallabies through the pale
light. It was all terribly exciting.
But real scares started to come thick and fast. Alan nearly suffered
the wrath of an angry, hissing snake bathing in the warm sun, while I, much
more embarrassingly, actually yelped when a green tree frog presented itself
inches from my face. Sometime later, and I was cycling into the night, tracing
my path only by the few feet of visible white line. The uneasy silence was
broken by an ominous rustling in a roadside bush off to the left. In a split
second, a black form emerged and, thumped, louder and louder, towards me.
Terror gripped me as the monster closed to within 5 meters, then 4, then 3. My
heart pounded, legs screaming as I turned the pedals over as fast as I could. Veering
left, my headlight illuminated the face of my predator; a wild, disorientated
Kangaroo. Terrified by the light, the kangaroo skidded to a halt before
retracing its tracks into the undergrowth, and I forced a relived chuckle
through my panting.
I didn’t know it yet, but I had run out of luck.
Alan and I found a strikingly pretty spot in the wilderness
near Yalboroo. Fighting through the tornado of mosquitoes, we pitched our tent.
There was an edgy, almost sinister air about the place. I couldn’t put my
finger on the exact scent, but the air smelled damp. The lapping ripples of peacefully
swimming turtles and the wandering eyes of bearded dragons added to the eerie
ambience, before fireflies lit up the river banks in their hypnotic attempt to
inform us that we were not alone.
Fast forwarding and I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, now
with a noticeable absence of wildlife. Consciousness forced itself upon me,
along with sterile smells, muffled sounds and blurred, fragmented vision.
Coming to, I craned to look down at my bandaged foot, and saw blood seeping to
the surface. This was the result of two surgeries and a week on intravenous
antibiotics. I was lucky nature had only nibbled back as I found myself in Logan
hospital on grounds of a “suspected spider bite”. Bill Bryson was spot on.
The road to recovery stretched into the distance, but wasn’t
as endless as it first seemed. I did
begin to cycle again, and before too long, the finish line in Sydney had rolled
into the crosshairs. I couldn’t imagine a richer way than cycling to experience
Australian nature, but the utmost care must be taken. Australia is exciting and
naturally vibrant, but also, importantly, a dangerous
place.
WORDS BY DANNY GORDON
WORDS BY DANNY GORDON
Monday, 16 September 2013
Chocolate, Cardamom & Strawberry Swiss Roll
"I love the flavour of a little cardamom with strawberries and chocolate. It is truly a marriage made in heaven."- Jo Wheatley
SERVES 6–8
4 large eggs
100g caster sugar, plus 3 tbsp for sprinkling
40g cocoa powder
40g self-raising flour
25g cornflour
300g strawberries,
hulled and sliced
3 tbsp cardamom sugar (see pages 248–9)
300ml double cream
150ml Greek yogurt
1 tsp orange zest,
finely grated
50g white chocolate,
finely grated
You will also need a 30 x 23cm Swiss roll tin lined with
buttered baking parchment
Preheat the oven to 180°C/350°F/Gas Mark 4.
Using a free-standing mixer, whisk together the eggs and
100g of caster sugar until pale, light and fluffy. The mixture should double in
volume.
Sieve the cocoa, flour and cornflour into another bowl and
fold into the egg mixture, one third at a time, using a large metal spoon.
Carefully spoon the mixture into the prepared tin and bake
on the middle shelf of the oven for about 10–12 minutes until puffy and well risen.
Lay a large sheet of baking parchment on the work surface
and sprinkle with 3 tablespoons of caster sugar.
Turn out of the tin onto the parchment and peel off the
baking paper. Roll the cake up, starting from one of the short ends, and with
the sugared parchment inside the sponge. Cover with a slightly damp tea towel
and leave to cool.
Sprinkle the strawberries with half of the cardamom sugar
and leave to one side for 5 minutes.
Whip together the cream, Greek yogurt, orange zest and
remaining cardamom sugar until it forms soft peaks.
Carefully unroll the sponge. Sprinkle with the white
chocolate and lay the strawberries over them. Spread the cream mixture over the
strawberries and re-roll the sponge as tightly as possible.
Cut into slices to serve.
A Passion for Baking by Jo Wheatley (Constable, May 2012) is available in Sainsbury’s stores.
A Passion for Baking by Jo Wheatley (Constable, May 2012) is available in Sainsbury’s stores.
Friday, 13 September 2013
Fresh seafood anyone?
People in Seoul yesterday had their
tonsils tickled by tentacles. Visitors from across South Korea indulged in an
annual live food eating contest in which they munched down on everybody’s
favourite cephalopod mollusc, the octopus! Participants who invertebraved the
challenge (yes I've seriously used that pun) had to contend with 8 sticky legs
of clambering over their faces as the slimy squids struggled not to be
consumed. Of course, very few succeeded.
This gruesome practice certainly seems
alien to us, but it got me thinking, perhaps British culinary customs are odd
when put through the prism of outside minds?
Haggis - The most obvious example would be haggis of course. Revered by Scots, so much so that it was once celebrated in a poem by Robert Burns, if we're being reductive the dish is little more than a bag of nasties. Made from a sheep's heart, liver and lungs and wrapped in a beautiful succulent stomach lining, the haggis doesn't at all resemble a malnourished brain. However, despite being wonderfully tasty if we're being honest, those of us south of the border, and just a few of those North too, still find this concoction a tad strange.
Haggis - The most obvious example would be haggis of course. Revered by Scots, so much so that it was once celebrated in a poem by Robert Burns, if we're being reductive the dish is little more than a bag of nasties. Made from a sheep's heart, liver and lungs and wrapped in a beautiful succulent stomach lining, the haggis doesn't at all resemble a malnourished brain. However, despite being wonderfully tasty if we're being honest, those of us south of the border, and just a few of those North too, still find this concoction a tad strange.
Black Pudding - A delicacy usually reserved for the
pasty white, impossibly charismatic, and sometimes sparkly, blood is usually
last on peoples list of what to put in your mouth. Yet a favourite across British
breakfast tables and greasy spoon cafés nationwide, blood is eaten in the form
of black pudding. A crumbly, dark brown sausage made from blood, oatmeal,
onions and fat, for my money is the best thing about a Full English.
Lavarbread - Resembling a tiny bit of cud that a
cow has vomited onto your best crockery (yes, ew) lavarbread is synonymous with
the stunning welsh coastline. To create the Celtic delicacy seaweed is
collected, cooked and minced. Traditionally served with cockles or bacon, it is deliciously salty and supremely good for
you.
Battered Mars Bar - Finally, we return up north to
explore this cuisine that eaten by approximately no-one. The battered Mars
Bar is a deep fried dish is that, for the most part, is mainly sold to tourists
looking for a true taste of Scotland. Essentially a cardiac arrest waiting to
happen, this odd blend of sweet and savoury is partly to blame for Scotland’s unfair
stigma of a nation of unhealthy eaters.
Okay, so there is probably a point I
should make here about the oddest food we in the west we actually consume being
the crazy amount of products packed full of artificial colours, flavours and preservatives,
so much so that what we’re eating is barely food in the traditional sense.
However, I’m currently far too hooked on e-numbers to ever betray them...
Thursday, 12 September 2013
Authentic Vegetarian Recipes
Book Review – PRASHAD
Kaushy Patel’s inspiring text displays all the cultural
wonders of Indian cuisine. The vegetarian cookbook explores the contextual
background that has fed Kaushy’s culinary inspirations during her lifetime.
With illustrations of her loved ones sprinkled throughout, the reader is offered
a narrative charting the origins of her dishes making it a greatly personal and
unique catalogue of recipes.
With advice on aspects of cookery from spice and equipment
to dietary requirements Prashad caters to all reader’s needs. Recipes for
bread, curries, drinks deserts and much more can all be located in this one
book. The Innovative twists on traditional dishes bring a modern repackaging of
Indian favourites allowing the beauties of Indian food to be available to the
masses.
Star Recipe **Round aubergine satay – pg 108
Wednesday, 11 September 2013
Agritourism in Mantova, Italy
A Slumber Party with Sleeping Beauty
I arrived, filthy and sun-beaten, at my destination, though I wasn’t altogether sure that I was in the right place. I appeared to be on a ranch. The gate was open, and the silt path led only to a large, empty-looking barn conversion that backed onto a jigsaw of mismatched fields. A faint smell of manure hung in the air. Only a few steps away was the start of an eerie agricultural graveyard. Chickens wandered through the minefield of motionless, rusting tractors and ploughs, clucking uncertainly. The temperature was beginning to drop as the day slipped away. Suddenly, a rustling behind me cut through the ambient noise like a knife. I turned slowly. Two soulless, black eyes bored into me.
My mind was playing tricks on me; my gaze met only by the apathetic stare of a goat. As I re-composed myself, a wiry man with leathery skin and a contagious smile, emerged from the trees and beckoned me towards his best piece of turf. Me and my tent would be happy here. Gratefully, I shook Stephano’s hand, noticing his firm grip and calloused palms. This was my first acquaintance with Italian Agritourism (Agriturismo), and would be nothing like I had expected.
Lying in the shadows of the giants of the Italian tourist board, Mantova is hemmed in by Milan to the West, Lake Garda to the North and Venice to the East. Although the town is famed for being the site of Romeo’s exile in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, and for being the old home of the Gonzaga family, locals affectionately refer to the town as La Bella Addormentata (“the sleeping beauty”). Nestled among three slumbering lakes and resting comfortably on the green bed of the Po plain, it is easy to see how Mantova earned its nick name. But truth be told, La Bella Addormentata is not disturbed nearly as often as she ought to be.
An hour later, I was invited inside, out of the cold. The wife of the Stephano, Laura, was a rotund lady, and full of cheer. Her two children raced around, attempting to catch each other amidst fits of laughter around the large, heavy wooden table residing in the centre of the spacious dining hall. The scent of roast pork fluctuated as Stephano and four bearded men entered the building. The four men, like princes with their noble steeds, had ridden horses all the way from Lake Garda. Removing their wide-brimmed hats, and hanging them from the corners of their chairs, the cowboys began to tell me about their journey.
Acquaintances behind us, Stephano uncased his guitar and began an impromptu sing-song with his daughters, before moving onto classics like 'Yesterday' for my benefit. In an effort to absorb as much of the experience as I could, I agreed to hear a song about a beautiful woman from the South of Italy. Stephano would sing one line of the song, before translating it into broken English for me, much to the amusement of the Italian cowboys. The song proceeded like this:
“I went to a pub after a sunny day”
“And spotted a pretty girl called Pepper across the room”
“So I asked her for dance with me”
“But she smelled very badly and I asked her why”
“She told me she had been sick”
“And I said I couldn't bear it”
“I sat down and left her sad” (the melody began to fade out ominously here)
“And wished on her a thousand cancers”
I slowly scraped my jaw off the floor. “A thousand cancers?”, I inquired, sure that a deeper message had been lost in translation. “Of course!”, he confirmed, a cheeky glint in his eye as he slid me a coffee with a shot of homemade alcohol. “Made from apples!”, he chirped happily. That did not stop the drink being so alcoholic that any spillage might have seriously challenged the integrity of the wooden table.
I waved my goodbyes yelling “Gratzie” as I wheeled out of the farm the following morning. My experiences of both Mantova, and Italian Agriturismo had proven wonderfully unexpected. Agritourism is a cheap, ecologically responsible and creative way to see many places of real natural beauty and is becoming increasingly popular. On this evidence, you certainly do not get what you pay for; you get much, much more. If travelling to North Italy, be prepared to exchange the hotel for a farm, and swing by to give La Bella Addormentata a prod. You might just be surprised when she wakes up.
I arrived, filthy and sun-beaten, at my destination, though I wasn’t altogether sure that I was in the right place. I appeared to be on a ranch. The gate was open, and the silt path led only to a large, empty-looking barn conversion that backed onto a jigsaw of mismatched fields. A faint smell of manure hung in the air. Only a few steps away was the start of an eerie agricultural graveyard. Chickens wandered through the minefield of motionless, rusting tractors and ploughs, clucking uncertainly. The temperature was beginning to drop as the day slipped away. Suddenly, a rustling behind me cut through the ambient noise like a knife. I turned slowly. Two soulless, black eyes bored into me.
Reception at an agricultural campground in Mantova, Italy |
Lying in the shadows of the giants of the Italian tourist board, Mantova is hemmed in by Milan to the West, Lake Garda to the North and Venice to the East. Although the town is famed for being the site of Romeo’s exile in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, and for being the old home of the Gonzaga family, locals affectionately refer to the town as La Bella Addormentata (“the sleeping beauty”). Nestled among three slumbering lakes and resting comfortably on the green bed of the Po plain, it is easy to see how Mantova earned its nick name. But truth be told, La Bella Addormentata is not disturbed nearly as often as she ought to be.
An hour later, I was invited inside, out of the cold. The wife of the Stephano, Laura, was a rotund lady, and full of cheer. Her two children raced around, attempting to catch each other amidst fits of laughter around the large, heavy wooden table residing in the centre of the spacious dining hall. The scent of roast pork fluctuated as Stephano and four bearded men entered the building. The four men, like princes with their noble steeds, had ridden horses all the way from Lake Garda. Removing their wide-brimmed hats, and hanging them from the corners of their chairs, the cowboys began to tell me about their journey.
The eastern road into Mantova, Italy |
“I went to a pub after a sunny day”
“And spotted a pretty girl called Pepper across the room”
“So I asked her for dance with me”
“But she smelled very badly and I asked her why”
“She told me she had been sick”
“And I said I couldn't bear it”
“I sat down and left her sad” (the melody began to fade out ominously here)
“And wished on her a thousand cancers”
I slowly scraped my jaw off the floor. “A thousand cancers?”, I inquired, sure that a deeper message had been lost in translation. “Of course!”, he confirmed, a cheeky glint in his eye as he slid me a coffee with a shot of homemade alcohol. “Made from apples!”, he chirped happily. That did not stop the drink being so alcoholic that any spillage might have seriously challenged the integrity of the wooden table.
I waved my goodbyes yelling “Gratzie” as I wheeled out of the farm the following morning. My experiences of both Mantova, and Italian Agriturismo had proven wonderfully unexpected. Agritourism is a cheap, ecologically responsible and creative way to see many places of real natural beauty and is becoming increasingly popular. On this evidence, you certainly do not get what you pay for; you get much, much more. If travelling to North Italy, be prepared to exchange the hotel for a farm, and swing by to give La Bella Addormentata a prod. You might just be surprised when she wakes up.
Ridiculous, hilarious and downright bizarre consumer complaints
In this 21st Century technology driven world, reputations and good customer impressions are more important than ever.
Review sites are all over the internet, asking consumers for feedback; it's not at all surprising that negative reviews are putting people off from visiting restaurants, hotels and attractions.
And as a race, humans are champing at the bit to give their opinions, good, bad or ugly! Here are some of our favourite complaints from all over the internet:
14. "My fiancé and I booked a twin-bedded room but we were placed in a double-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact that I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the room that we booked."
Review sites are all over the internet, asking consumers for feedback; it's not at all surprising that negative reviews are putting people off from visiting restaurants, hotels and attractions.
And as a race, humans are champing at the bit to give their opinions, good, bad or ugly! Here are some of our favourite complaints from all over the internet:
- "Don't fall over in the bathroom, you'll be consumed by the rampant mould on the shower curtain."
- "Definitely not for English people, prepare to be treated like a foreigner."
- "No chips or salad, just greek food." - about a restaurant in Athens.
- "It was raining heavily, and they did not even provide umbrellas."
- The building was too old and the city was too noisy." - about Rome, we kid you not...
- "The beach was too sandy."
- "Topless sunbathing should be banned. My holiday was ruined as my husband spent all day looking at other women."
- "No-one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled."
- "There are too many Spanish people. The receptionist speaks Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners." - arghh what is with you, Spain?!
- "We had to queue outside with no air conditioning."
- "On my holiday to Goa in India, I was disgusted to find that almost every restaurant served curry. I don't like spicy food at all." We have no words.
- "It's lazy of the local shopkeepers to close in the afternoons. I often needed to buy things during 'siesta' time - this should be banned."
- "My camping holiday was ruined by the intrusive noise of cows mooing."
And our personal favourite:
Monday, 9 September 2013
Why does Britain Love TV's Cooking Duos?
Mel & Sue |
"On your marks. Get set. BAAAKE!"
We seem to have experienced a surge in cooking show popularity in the last few years. The Great British Bake Off is back on our screens, and is arguably a major factor in this cookery show craze. Yes, the competition aspect is part of the appeal, but aside from mental note-taking of all the things I'm going to make (and won't), the reason why I'm so engrossed in this show is the quick-quipped presenters, Sue & Mel, and the all-knowing judges Mary Berry & Paul Hollywood. When it comes to cookery shows, I love a TV duo.The Hairy Bikers |
Cooking can be quite stressful (ever attempted to make macaroons?), and funny duos inject some comic relief into a competitive atmosphere that induces stress. Baking is hard enough without the pressure of cameras, Paul Hollywood and a time limit.When a trifle is dropped or a finger is cut on GBBO, Sue & Mel are there to offer support and help contestants see the funny side of what could seem an absolute disaster/bloodbath. It's also nice to have a couple on-screen that claim to be a bit clueless at baking. Being a relatively mediocre baker, consistently watching a group of people that are far better than I am would sadden me rather than make me feel entertained.
The interaction between Tony Singh and Cyrus Todiwala on the fabulous new cooking show The Incredible Spice Men is both hilarious and informative. These two loveable characters banter and bounce off one another in the quest to make Britain spicy. It's also a good way to combine the knowledge and experiences of two people, serving up more stories, tips, and allowing us to see a more relaxed, conversational side of each presenter. It's always nice to see an on-screen friendship, sharing a love of food.
The Incredible Spice Men |
Take a look at the new issue of Chaat! Magazine for our interview with GBBO's 2012 winner, John Whaite!
Friday, 6 September 2013
The world's most expensive cuisines
Ever since man ousted the barter system and created currency there have been some fairly odd ideas of what’s acceptable as legal tender. Swapping cash instead of cows may seem to the many as the more refined way of conducting business, yet some of the ways in which money has manifested itself are decidedly odder.
Amidst the craziest forms of cash is the Rai Stone. Believe it or not, the island of Yap in the Solomon Islands is home to, quite probably, the word’s weirdest choice of wonga. Locals on the island can often be seen trading large limestone disks with a hole in the middle as a form of currency. And when I say large I mean large. The biggest of these can be up to 12ft in diameter and 1.5 metres thick. Elsewhere people have used squirrel pelts, balls of turmeric and dollars filled with holy water as forms of money.
On a similar note (if you’ll pardon the pun) the Royal Mint are to issue the UK with its first ever £20 coin. The coins, displaying a traditional image of St. George and a Dragon, are to become available in the UK from October 31st. This had us thinking, what are the most expensive foods that money can buy, whatever currency you choose to use:
1. The most expensive Sushi
Made by Filipino Chef Angelito Araneta Jr., five pieces of this fishy delight cost roughly £1,300. Each individual piece is wrapped in gold leaf and leaf and topped with caviar, Mikimoto pearls and served with an actual diamond.
2. The most expensive dessert
An even more opulent show of wealth would be to part with $25,000 dollars to purchase the world’s most expensive dessert. Found in the restaurant Serendipity 3 in New York (also home to one of the world’s most expensive burgers) The chocolate ice cream sundae contains a blend of 28 different cocoas, including 14 of the most expensive in the world. It is then decorated with edible gold and served in a chalice lined with even more edible gold. In addition to this, there is an incredible 18 karat gold bracelet with 1 carat of diamonds in the bottom of the sundae!
3. The most expensive curry
Of course our favourite of all these pricey platefuls however is The Samundari Khazana available in The Begal Brasserie in London. For £2000 a pop the ‘seafood treasure’ is a mix of Devon crab, gold leaf, a Scottish lobster coated in gold, four abalones, white truffle, Beluga caviar and four quail eggs. Sounds wonderful, but perhaps a little too expensive for our tastes.
Amidst the craziest forms of cash is the Rai Stone. Believe it or not, the island of Yap in the Solomon Islands is home to, quite probably, the word’s weirdest choice of wonga. Locals on the island can often be seen trading large limestone disks with a hole in the middle as a form of currency. And when I say large I mean large. The biggest of these can be up to 12ft in diameter and 1.5 metres thick. Elsewhere people have used squirrel pelts, balls of turmeric and dollars filled with holy water as forms of money.
On a similar note (if you’ll pardon the pun) the Royal Mint are to issue the UK with its first ever £20 coin. The coins, displaying a traditional image of St. George and a Dragon, are to become available in the UK from October 31st. This had us thinking, what are the most expensive foods that money can buy, whatever currency you choose to use:
1. The most expensive Sushi
Made by Filipino Chef Angelito Araneta Jr., five pieces of this fishy delight cost roughly £1,300. Each individual piece is wrapped in gold leaf and leaf and topped with caviar, Mikimoto pearls and served with an actual diamond.
2. The most expensive dessert
An even more opulent show of wealth would be to part with $25,000 dollars to purchase the world’s most expensive dessert. Found in the restaurant Serendipity 3 in New York (also home to one of the world’s most expensive burgers) The chocolate ice cream sundae contains a blend of 28 different cocoas, including 14 of the most expensive in the world. It is then decorated with edible gold and served in a chalice lined with even more edible gold. In addition to this, there is an incredible 18 karat gold bracelet with 1 carat of diamonds in the bottom of the sundae!
3. The most expensive curry
Of course our favourite of all these pricey platefuls however is The Samundari Khazana available in The Begal Brasserie in London. For £2000 a pop the ‘seafood treasure’ is a mix of Devon crab, gold leaf, a Scottish lobster coated in gold, four abalones, white truffle, Beluga caviar and four quail eggs. Sounds wonderful, but perhaps a little too expensive for our tastes.
Thursday, 5 September 2013
We know the deadline for football transfers has passed, but team Chaat! would like to make a bid…..
One David Beckham please!
We probably can’t match what Real Madrid paid for Gareth Bale but we feel we have
an even better offer, a lifetime subscription to Chaat! Magazine and a free
curry when our restaurant opens. What do you say Beckham?...
There have been circulating rumours of the retired footballer’s
immersion in the world of fine dining. His friendship with Gordon Ramsay has
raised questions about the type of food that Beckham would serve if he were to
open a restaurant. Allegedly the ex-midfielder wants to move away from
pretentious cuisine and towards good wholesome cockney grub, reportedly a chain
of pie and mash establishments.
The sporting legend is said to have teamed up with potty
mouthed ‘Hell’s Kitchen’ Chef Gordon Ramsay for a new culinary venture! ‘The
Union Street Café’ in London has gone down a storm, and regarded as 'top of
the league' by many hungry and inquisitive potential guests. The venue is still
under construction and described as an "urban warehouse destination",
encapsulating the rawness of London. Due to open on 16th September
the Café took over 2,500 bookings in the first two hours of taking reservations.
Many say this is solely due to the intrigue of Beckham’s potential involvement.
While restaurateurs all over the world are struggling in
this current climate, there is said to be around 20 new establishments opening in the capital
of London in the next month alone. According to Adam Hyman, the publisher of restaurant
publication The CODE Bulletin, the amount of new food businesses is partly due
to the time of year, “There are usually quite a few launches in September, as
restaurateurs traditionally hold off until people return from their holidays
and London Fashion week begins – but this year it’s a step beyond. We’re not
just talking chain openings either – you are seeing a growth in both fine
dining and casual restaurants, too.”
Big shots such as former Ramsey acolyte Jason Atherton are
also venturing into the restaurant industry. Atherton is delving into an
establishment in Berners Tavern, ‘Edition Hotel’ in Soho. This is along with Angela
Harnett who is endeavouring into a spot called ‘Merchant’s Tavern’ in Shoreditch.
We will also witness the re-launch of ‘Boulestin’ in Mayfair and ‘Koya Noodle Bar’
in Soho.
This new business confidence is greatly present within the
celebrity world which makes one question the state of the food industry. Is
this what the food Industry has come to? Do we need celebrity endorsement to
get restaurant seats filled or will good honest cooking be sufficient? On the
basis of both revision and rejection we will not be buying Beckham to endorse our restaurant but we hope
our beautiful food will do. We will keep you updated on ‘The
Duchess of Deli’ and look forward to seeing you all there at the opening. Who
knows who we will have on board for the launch……(by the way, it's not David Beckham).
Trains, Planes & Rice on Wheels
The use of Transport
in Flores, Indonesia
Not without a hint of apprehension, I stepped onto the rickety,
well-loved bus to undertake the long and sickeningly winding journey from
Labuanbajo to Bajawa. I was about to see Flores in all its glory, from the
dramatic, lush landscapes to the charm of local commuters. Seven or eight hours
of travel lay ahead of me, though I had learned to take such estimates with a
veritable handful of salt.
The bus smelled a little dank, musty with the scent of
livestock, but the atmosphere was welcoming, and smiles ubiquitous. A twig-thin
girl wearing a sequined jilbab could
not hide her curiosity in me, a bule,
and periodically swivelled on her mother’s lap to steal glances at me from
between the seats. I was confident I was on the right bus, but was nonetheless
concerned when the bus boarded a ferry. Concern was quickly replaced with a
combination of relief and amusement as sun-beaten, shirtless men heaved sack
upon sack of nuts and rice into the bowels of the vehicle, before piling the
sacks onto the roof like the blocks of the Egyptian pyramids thousands of miles
away. Once every nook had been occupied, every cranny stuffed full, the driver
guided the reluctant bus around the town in search of further passengers to
fill the spaceless places in a vehicle that was starting to resemble a stuffed
sack itself.
Eventually we set off, the bounce of the road exaggerated by
the hard rice-bag on which I was sitting. The flood of green flowing past the
window was mesmeric, and I had soon tuned out the claustrophobia of it all.
With nothing to do, I employed my time as an instrument of reflection,
marvelling at the pragmatism of transport in this beautiful country. There is
never a wasted journey in Indonesia.
A blur of serrated, knife-edge peaks bit into the sky
outside like an oscillating, emerald carving knife and they drew me in for what
felt like hours. I was absorbed by thoughts of previous similar experiences; the
Uzbek trucks loaded with tree trunks and local men, Serbian horses pulling
carts of goods and squabbling chickens, and Ladas in Kazakhstan harbouring
piles of plants, people and electronics.
Cramped Uzbek man in a shared taxi in Denov |
My daydreams were interrupted as we ground to a halt in Ruteng with the dusty engine’s lyric splutter. I was sitting next to an open window and could smell the scent of hot nasi goreng emanating from nearby food carts. A passing young man cheekily tugged on my leg hair through the window, smiling in my direction in order to share the joke. I laughed and pretended to threaten him out of the window. Yet more people piled into the bus at the stop, and began using the laps of existing passengers as extra seats.
Our journey resumed, along with my daydream. I cast my
mind’s eye back over one almost very ugly, illustration of resourceful
transport. In Java, near Bojonegoro, a driver, a female student and I made our
way along a good quality road that bobbed and weaved its way through mountains
and banana trees. We were travelling in
a people-carrier, and were greeted by a small intersection where all four
corners were peppered with colourful bamboo market stalls selling fruit, fish
and beautiful textiles. Taking the stop sign as an unhelpful suggestion rather
than an instruction, our driver accelerated into the junction. A four-way
pile-up very nearly ensued , and would have included three jilbab-clad women wearing Air Max equivalents riding a motorbike,
a becak (a three-wheeled bicycle
rickshaw) carrying an entire 4-person family plus luggage, and a horse pulling
a hay-loaded cart guided by a weathered Javanese farmer nonchalantly chewing
grass. Extreme road and vehicle use is not uncommon in many places around the
world, but the more I had thought about this surreal episode, the less sure I had
become that stretching every available resource in a transportation
infrastructure was entirely a good thing.
Another sack of rice was passed through the rear window and
dumped on my lap, crushing the air out of me, and just like that, I was certain it was not always a good thing.
Funnily enough, weeks later and I would be rolling down the
glossy tarmac of an Australian carpool lane, allowing a smile to creep over my
face at the sheer irony of it all. Australia, and many other more wealthy
nations, is now so resource rich that people are actually rewarded for not
underusing an available commodity.
I sensed the need for some compromise.
WORDS BY DANNY GORDON
WORDS BY DANNY GORDON
Wednesday, 4 September 2013
Competition Time with Our Garden Columnist
In the ‘Garden Zone’ feature of Chaat! Magazine, we are fortunate enough to experience the wisdom of one of the nation’s favourite gardeners, Bill Oddie, on a bi-monthly basis. The Dr Dolittle of birds and shrubbery (Dr Coo-little, perhaps?) provides hints and tips on maintaining your garden, and advice on how to entice beautiful wildlife into your own back yard. He’s even managed to channel his expertise into a fantastic product range of bird foods to keep our little winged friends happy, and this is where some lucky Chaat! readers could be in with a chance to win products from the’ bird whisperer’s’ range.
We have a Haith’s
Hamper or 1 of 5 bags of 1kg of Bill’s Autumn and Winter Seed up for grabs to
help keep our feathered chums happy and full-bellied. To win, simply email
“HAITHS” with your contact details and address to competition@britishcurryclub.co.uk. The closing date is 31 October, 2013.
In our latest issue of Chaat!, issue 14, Oddie uncovers the mystery of disappearing of our garden
friends in early August and the benefits of using good bird food. Bill Oddie’s Bird Food Recipes, which can be found in the pet food
aisle at Asda, Sainsbury’s, Wilkinson and Waitrose, or online for www.haiths.com. Pick up your bird food now –and subscribe to Chaat! to get the tips of the trade from Bill
Oddie himself delivered right to your doorstep.
T&Cs: Haiths would love to inform you about their special offers in the future. If you do not wish to be contacted by Haiths, please state so in your competition entry email.
T&Cs: Haiths would love to inform you about their special offers in the future. If you do not wish to be contacted by Haiths, please state so in your competition entry email.
Get Your Bollywood On at Bestival!
Summer is nearly over, which means the days of flowery
headbands and wellies for the use of fashion rather than practicality are
almost behind us. The summer of 2013 which has been full to the brim with festivals,
certainly got everyone talking. We saw the notorious bad boy Eminem headlining
Reading, the kings of rock and roll The Rolling Stones take the stage at
Glastonbury and the scary ones who wear masks Slipknot command the moshpit at
Download. But Chaat! is here to tell you not to worry, get your wellies on for
one last hurrah as Bestival spans from the 5th ‘til the 8th
of September as a glorious end to this festival frenzy. With its dramatically
diverse line-up and Indian inspired “Bollywood Field” we have a fancy that (the
appropriately named) Bestival might just be the cherry on top of an already
pretty impressive cake.
The Bollywood field is pretty much exactly what it says on a
tin: a grassy location within the seemingly everlasting fields of Bestival
dedicated to Indian lifestyle and culture. You enter the glorious Indian temple
entrance way and are immediately engulfed in Western ambiance. The fields are
laden with beautiful Indian day beds and the silk umbrellas which are perfect
for relaxing under and taking in the atmosphere. The centerpiece of the
Bollywood field however is the Bollywood tent, the stunning interior of which has
been hand-stitched and crafted in India. The tent is furnished with huge,
majestic peacock chandeliers, securing the Bollywood theme is transcends every
inch. There is also an Indian themed cocktail bus parked outside for you to wet
your Bhangra whistle. Why not accompany a spice infused cocktail with some
traditional Indian street food from Rola Wala? Their stall, serving mouthfuls
of Indian Street Food heaven can be found in the Young Foodies Tent, a tent
filled to the brim with the up and coming food connoisseurs of the nation.
Good music, good atmosphere, curry and cocktails, all to the
background noise of Snoop Dogg dropping it like it’s hot, or Elton John, who
thankfully isn't performing on a Saturday – so there should be no fighting. If
this doesn't tickle your pickle (or chilli) then quite frankly, we don’t know
what will.
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