mōdgethanc wrote:And something called wind chill. Arguably much worse.
Oh, we have this, too! (I think).
I don't exercise a whole lot, other than walking.
Walking is good! That's more than I do. At my job, it's even worse because I often have to just sit there for hours on end. I can't even go to the bathroom.
I guess I just have a high metabolic rate.
It's funny to me that you said this because that's what people say about me, too, because I can eat a lot in one sitting. (This is the other part of the reason why my dad used to call me a camel
Are your parents like 70? Or do they work super early in the morning?
They're in their early 60s. Most people in India were farmers, and that's been pretty slow to change. I think it's fair to say both of them came from an agricultural environment, which meant they'd have to get up really early and go to sleep really early. (In households with servants, the servants often have to get up even earlier).
But I have seen sardines on a sandwich before, so it can be done.
Yes, of course! I think people usually do this with canned or bottled sardines.
No, I love fish. I just don't like fish biryani. What a weird concept. Biryani to me has meat and/or vegetables.
You won't know if you don't try! (attempts to offer mōdgethanc a spoonful before mōdgethanc retroflexes in response)
What is the buttermilk for? Do you cook it with buttermilk, or drink it? I don't think I've ever even had buttermilk.
Well, okay, it's technically not really
buttermilk. When I say "buttermilk" in English, what I really mean is this thing we call [kaːt͡ʃɯˈmoːɾɯ] in Malayalam. It's supposed to be made with buttermilk ([ˈmoːɾɯ] means 'buttermilk' in Malayalam; [kaːt͡ʃɯ] refers to the process of cooking it) and looks like this:
My parents make it with plain yoghurt and water instead of buttermilk. Apparently, the way they make it is (roughly speaking) to mix the yoghurt and the water in a bowl, fry the spices in a pan, add the mixture of yoghurt and water to the pan, and stir it continuously but gently over low heat. This last step is necessary to prevent the buttermilk/yoghurt-water-mixture from separating. As soon as steam appears (apparently after about five minutes), you have to turn off the heat and keep stirring for a few more minutes.
Anyway, yes, you can definitely drink it (and I often drink some with a meal), but what I mainly do is to pour some over rice and then mix the rice with the buttermilk with my right hand (before mixing in whatever kind of vegetable I'm eating with it one small amount at a time).
The banana one does look good, once I got past the bizarreness of banana in curry. Also, how much I hate the texture and flavour of raw green bananas.
Wait, who said anything about bananas in curry?
This is basically what the yam I was talking about looks like:
This is what the green banana I was talking about looks like:
Cabbage and coconut??? What planet is this?
Well, in Kerala, coconut trees are literally everywhere, so Malayalees put coconut in all sorts of things. Ironically, my brother is allergic to coconut(!), so whenever he visits, my parents always have to make sure not to put any in anything (but of course, they're very much used to this by now. A lot of Malayalees flat-out refuse to believe that he is allergic. Even my parents have always had their suspicions that he only reacts to things he knows
have coconut in them).
Malayalees also put curry leaves in everything
that has any kind of vegetables, meat, fish, or just spices, I guess (that's why you can see something green in all three of the pictures in this post). I honestly think this is pretty stupid. Curry leaves go well with some things (like the buttermilk I was talking about), but I don't agree with my family that putting them in everything makes any more sense than putting salt and pepper on everything.
At least it's better than being brown and just as puzzled!
Can you tell I'm white yet?
Well, for kaiser rolls, I don't exactly like the taste so much as the texture. They're good on their own though. I used to eat them with a glass of milk to drink (real milk, not buttermilk. Wtf is this, Little House on the Prairie?).
I drink milk with sweet things all the time, but I doubt I'd drink it with kaiser rolls. (I do remember hearing of "sopping bread in milk" in the Illustrated Classics version of Robinson Crusoe