#mildest indian curry

[maasbesttiffinservice]

What Is the Mildest Indian Curry?

Do you know Mildest Indian Curry? Although many of us associate the word 'curry' with heat, there are actually some very mild curries out there. These are usually made with a combination of yogurt and coconut, allowing for a smooth and mild flavour without losing the spice factor.

Palak Paneer - Spinach & Cottage Cheese

This northern Indian dish is perfect for those who are vegetarian, or just looking to try something a little different! This spinach-based curry (Palak Paneer) is scented with garlic, milk and spices, and it's best served with a bowl of basmati rice.

Rajma Masala - Red Kidney Beans

If you're a fan of rajma curry, this is the mildest version you can find. The red kidney beans are cooked in a spicy tomato and onion sauce, and are also very delicious!

Rogan Josh – Lamb with Oil and Spices

Kashmiri rogan josh is a popular Northern Indian dish. Known for its thick and rich red sauce, this dish is not incredibly spicy but it does contain a generous amount of warming spices.

Jalfrezi - Fried Meat / Fish / Vegetables

Jalfrezi is another Northern Indian classic that consists of marinating meat, fish or vegetables in a hot, oil-based sauce. It's not particularly spicy but it is a staple dish in most Indian restaurants and can be served with a variety of sides, including aloo gobi (potato and cauliflower) or dal (lentils).

Chicken 65 - Butter Chicken

One of the most well-known Indian dishes, this curry requires the chicken to be marinated in butter chicken and then coated with a sauce that contains Kashmiri red chillies for that extra kick. It's a great dish to have on hand, whether you're going out for dinner or just craving a comforting Indian snack!

What Is the Hottest Indian Spice?

Almost all savory Indian dishes are seasoned with spices. Whether it is the classic Garam Masala or something more exotic, the ingredients in these dishes all have their own unique flavour.

The hottest Indian spice found in Indian cooking is the Bhut Jolokia chilli pepper. This chilli originated in Nagaland and is considered one of the 10 spiciest peppers in the world.

What Is Punjabi Tiffin Service?

Punjabi tiffin service provides delicious & healthy tiffins to residents, families, individuals & professionals in Brampton, Kitchener-Waterloo. They also provide catering services for personal & professional events.

Health-conscious customers are looking for protein-based meals. Tiffins can target these customers by offering meal packages that are rich in nutrients, high in fibre and low in fat.

What Is Desi?

What is desi? Desi is a word that refers to people, culture, and products from South Asia. It is derived from the Sanskrit word “desh” meaning country.

Originally, it was used for South Asian people who came to the US or UK from India, Pakistan or Bangladesh. Over time, it has expanded to include anyone with a South Asian heritage.

What Is Tiffin Service?

What is tiffin service? Tiffin service is a catering business where the food is prepared on a large scale and packed and delivered to the customer on a contract basis.

tiffin service is a great option for customers who don’t want to cook or are in the mood to eat out. The key to success is serving simple, homemade food that’s healthy and pocket-friendly. You can find the Indian food tiffin menu list on the website.

[prapasara]

"RED | GREEN | YELLOW " What is the main difference among these colorful Thai curries ?

🇹🇭 🍲 Thai curries are a cornerstone of the nation's cuisine, encompassing both the dishes and the rich pastes that define their essence. The primary colors of Thai curries — red, yellow, and green are distinguished by the color of the curry paste, which in turn is influenced by the color of the chilies used in their creation.

Though all three curries can be spicy, typically green curry is considered the mildest, red the most intense, and yellow offers a moderate spice level. This nuanced palette of flavors and spices showcases the dynamic evolution of Thai curry-making, where tradition meets a vibrant spectrum of tastes. 🌶️

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RED Curry (Gaeng Phet) 🟥🌶️

The name translates to "Spicy Soup." This dish is made with a base of coconut milk and red curry paste, which is prepared by soaking dried red chilies and then grinding them with garlic, shallots, galangal, lemongrass, coriander roots, kaffir lime peels, and shrimp paste.

The red color of the curry comes from the dried red chilies used in the paste, giving the dish its distinctive color. The flavor profile is spicy, salty and savory. Beef, pork, chicken, and duck are the most common meats used in spicy curries.

GREEN Curry (Gaeng Kiew Wan) 🟢🍲

The name translates to "Sweet Green Curry." Even though it is called "Sweet". This type of curry is not sweet as the name suggests, but rather, the name refers to the color of the curry, which is a soft green.

This dish is made with a base of coconut milk and green curry paste, which consists of fresh herbs and spices such as shallots, garlic, lemongrass, kaffir lime peel, and cilantro roots. The green color of the curry comes from green chili peppers and green bird's eye chili, contributing to its vibrant hue. The flavor profile is spicy, sweet, and creamy. Green curry is commonly eaten with steamed rice or rice noodles.

YELLOW (Gaeng Kari) 🟨🍛

Yellow curry, also known as Thai-style curry, has a mellow, sweet-spicy, aromatic, and creamy flavor profile. The curry paste includes various herbs such as lemongrass, turmeric, garlic, shallots, cumin seeds, and chili. The dish is made with a base of coconut milk and Thai yellow curry paste. The yellow color comes from turmeric, which gives the curry its beautiful warm golden hue. The flavor is mildly spicy and sweet.

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👨‍🍳 🇹🇭 All three curries typically include coconut milk, which adds creaminess and helps to balance the spices. The art of balancing flavors in Thai curries is not just a cooking technique but a reflection of Thai culture itself, which values harmony and meticulous attention to detail. Through each spoonful of curry, one experiences a culinary tradition that has evolved over centuries yet remains rooted in the philosophy of balance and harmony. This balance makes Thai cuisine captivating to people around the world. 🌏

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💡 Did you know ?

Thai curry making was influenced by Indian cooking methods, particularly the technique of combining spices and herbs into a paste. And the addition of coconut milk, a tropical ingredient available in Thailand, gave Thai curries their distinctive creamy and rich taste.

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แกงเผ็ด | แกงเขียวหวาน | แกงกะหรี่ไทย

ชวนส่อง แกงไทย 3 สีเหล่านี้ แตกต่างกันอย่างไร ?

แกงกะทิไทย ถือเป็นรากฐานสำคัญของอาหารไทย โดยมีพริกแกงที่เข้มข้นที่เป็นหัวใจสำคัญของรสชาติ โดยแกงกะทิไทยทั้ง 3 สี ได้แก่ สีแดง สีเหลือง และสีเขียว นั้น มาจากความแตกต่างกันที่สีของพริกแกง ซึ่งใช้พริกที่มีสีต่างกัน และแม้แกงทั้งสามชนิดจะมีรสเผ็ดนำ แต่โดยทั่วไป แกงเขียวหวานถือว่าเผ็ดน้อยที่สุด แกงแดงเผ็ดมากที่สุด และแกงเหลืองเผ็ดระดับกลาง รสชาติและการใช้เครื่องเทศที่หลากหลายนี้สะท้อนให้เห็นถึงวัฒนธรรมอันน่าทึ่งของการทำแกงกะทิไทย ที่ผสมผสานระหว่างประเพณีกับสีสันแห่งรสชาติที่ถูกแสดงออกผ่านจากอาหารไทย

แกงเผ็ด 🟥🌶️

ชื่อของแกงเผ็ดสะท้อนถึงรสชาติที่จัดจ้านของแกงกะทิสีแดงที่มีส่วนประกอบหลักคือกะทิและเครื่องแกงแดง ซึ่งทำจากการแช่พริกแห้งและนำไปตำรวมกับกระเทียม, หอมแดง, ข่า, ตะไคร้, รากผักชี, ผิวมะกรูด, และกะปิ

สำหรับสีแดงของแกงมาจากพริกแห้งที่ใช้ในเครื่องแกง ทำให้แกงมีสีสันที่เป็นเอกลักษณ์ รสชาติของแกงจะเผ็ดนำ มีรสเค็มตาม เนื้อสัตว์ที่นิยมนำมาใช้กับแกงเผ็ด มักจะเป็นเนื้อวัว หมู ไก่ และเป็ด

แกงเขียวหวาน 🟢🍲

ถึงแม้จะมีชื่อว่า “แกงเขียวหวาน” แต่แกงชนิดนี้ไม่ได้มีรสชาติหวานดั่งชื่อ แต่คำว่า “หวาน” มาจากสีของตัวแกงที่มีสีเขียวโทนหวาน หรือสีเขียวนวล

แกงชนิดนี้มีส่วนประกอบหลักคือกะทิและเครื่องแกงเขียวหวาน ซึ่งประกอบด้วยสมุนไพรและเครื่องเทศสด เช่น หอมแดง, กระเทียม, ตะไคร้, ผิวมะกรูด, และรากผักชี สำหรับสีเขียวของแกงมาจากพริกสดและพริกขี้หนูสีเขียว ซึ่งทำให้แกงมีสีเขียวนวลสดใส รสชาติของแกงมีความเผ็ด หวาน และมัน โดยแกงเขียวหวานนิยมรับประทานคู่กับข้าวสวยหรือเส้นขนมจีน

แกงกะหรี่ 🟨🍛

แกงกะหรี่ไทย มีรสชาติที่กลมกล่อม หวาน, เผ็ดนิดๆ, หอมเครื่องเทศ ผสมผสานความมันของกะทิ สำหรับสีเหลืองของแกงมาจากสีของขมิ้น ซึ่งทำให้แกงมีสีเหลืองนวลสวย ไม่ออกไปทางสีส้มหรือสีน้ำตาลเข้มเหมือนของประเทศอื่น รสชาติของแกงกะหรี่ไทยจะมีความเผ็ดอ่อน ๆ และหอมกลิ่นเครื่องเทศเป็นเอกลักษณ์

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ส่วนผสมที่เหมือนกันของเครื่องแกงทั้ง 3 จานนี้ คือ “น้ำกะทิ” ซึ่งช่วยเพิ่มความมันและกลมกล่อมให้กับแกง

การปรุงรสในเครื่องแกงไทยนั้น กล่าวได้ว่าไม่เพียงแต่เป็นเรื่องของเทคนิคในการทำอาหารเท่านั้น แต่ยังสะท้อนถึงวัฒนธรรมไทยที่ให้ความสำคัญกับความสมดุลของรสชาติและความกลมกล่อมของรสชาติ ไม่ว่าจะเป็น เปรี้ยว หวาน มัน เผ็ด ฝาด เค็ม ขม และ จืด ซึ่งความผสมผสานของรสชาติทั้ง 8 ตรงนี้ ทำให้อาหารไทยเป็นที่น่าหลงใหลในสายตาของผู้คนทั่วโลกได้อย่างไม่ยากนัก

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💡 รู้หรือไม่?

การทำเครื่องแกงกะหรี่ในแบบฉบับครัวไทย ได้รับอิทธิพลจากวิธีการปรุงอาหารแบบอินเดีย โดยเฉพาะเทคนิคการผสมผสานเครื่องเทศและสมุนไพรลงในเครื่องแกง ผนวกเข้ากับการใส่กะทิซึ่งเป็นวัตถุดิบที่หาได้ง่ายในในประเทศไทย ทำให้แกงไทยมีรสชาติที่เข้มข้นและกลมกล่อมเป็นเอกลักษณ์เฉพาะตัว ✨

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#Thaifood #ThaiSELECT

#DITP #กรมส่งเสริมการค้าระหว่างประเทศ

#ThaiCuisine #อาหารไทย #Thaicurries #Redcurry #Greencurry #Yellowcurry

#แกงเผ็ด #แกงเขียวหวาน #แกงกะหรี่ไทย

[grymmdark]

why do i gotta have the spice tolerance of a 15th century english peasant tf. i just had the worlds mildest indian curry for lunch and my mouth is still burning and my nose is all runny... totally worth it but cmon

[penig]

Capsaicin is not the only spice.

I can eat and enjoy hot cinnamon, ginger, curry, and a moderately spicy mustard. I cannot eat capsaicin pepper in any but the mildest forms and smallest amounts - it drowns out the flavor of the base food and is an unpleasant experience all around. I can't eat Indian food, whatever that's spiced with; either the spices themselves or the way they're combined drowns out the base flavor and hurts my mouth, which I recognize as a shame but what can you do?

When we went to see Wakanda Forever at Alamo Drafthouse, my husband and I shared a bowl of popcorn spiced with what they claimed to be a traditional African spice combo, expecting me to give up after the first handful and my husband to eat most of it. Instead my husband, who seeks out things like ghost and Carolina reaper pepper, had an experience very like my normal experience with those spices, but I went through three tall glasses of water before I realized I had no choice but to stop. It was so hot but it was delicious. I could taste the butter and the popcorn (I love popcorn, which does too have a flavor) through the spice, which my husband could not, and I wanted more and more and more. We looked it up later and apparently it had no capsaicin in it anywhere, but the main ingredient - Berber spice - is a mixture of a number of different ingredients that can be put together in a number of ways, similar to curry.

Here in Texas there is a macho competitive edge to pepper consumption; but it really all comes down to the location and concentration of taste buds.

also add in the tags if you want how your tolerance has changed over time!

[maasbest]

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[captainscanadian]

Love Me Blue | Bucky Barnes x Reader (Janmashtami)

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Summary: When you were younger, you had always dreamed of falling in love with someone who would love you like Lord Krishna loved Radha. A dream that once felt as though it was silly no longer felt that way. 

Word Count: 4400+

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Tamilian!Hindu!Reader

Warnings: MINIMAL TAMIL SONG LYRICS (I’m more than happy to translate!) & TAMIL CULTURE, References to Hinduism, PTSD, Insomnia, Endgame References.

A/N: This is my entry for @bucky-smiles​‘s 3K Diversity Writing Challenge! My prompt was to write a fic with a Hindu reader. I decided to write this fic with a Tamilian reader because I am Tamilian. I was born in Sri Lanka and my mother’s side of the family are Hindu. Although I consider myself an agnostic theist, I do enjoy reading the epics of Mahabharata and Ramayana. I hope everyone had a wonderful Janmashtami. Along with Lord Krishna himself, it’s also @jalapenobarnes​‘ birthday this weekend so please go shower Saran with all the love. This one’s for you, my chellam! <3 Pics are off of Pinterest! 

Bucky Barnes watched curiously as he sat cross-legged on the tiled floor of your living quarters, splashing a handful of water on the bright green banana leaf that you had laid out in front of him. 

Even though your apartment had a designated dining room with an oak wood table and chairs, he wondered why you preferred to be eating on the living room floor. Not to mention the way you had chosen to serve him on a banana leaf than a plate. 

As much as he found it bizarre, he was also curious about the traditions that you seemed to follow. Not just through the way you ate your meals, but also the way you honored your dead best friend and the way you had filled your apartment with idols and paintings of your Hindu God. It came as a surprise to him that someone as young and well-educated as yourself could even hold onto the traditions that you had been raised with despite having settled away from your home for years. 

Bucky had been surprised to find that as the decades had progressed, traditions had evolved with the emergence of a post-modern society. The way people had practiced religion had also evolved with time, but the way you practiced yours seemed to be the same as the way his own mother had practiced hers back in the day. 

You did not conform to modern life for the sake of it, and he found that inspiring. The old Bucky who had always been fascinated by all that science had to offer would probably disagree with you. But having lived a whole century as one of HYDRA’s science experiments made him wish that he could return to the pre-modern society that he had been born into. He hated confirming with the status quo as much as the next guy, but seeing you made him realize that he did not need to force himself to confirm either. He could be himself, as long as he could figure out who exactly he was meant to be. 

“According to my grandmother, eating off of a banana leaf is a lot more healthier than eating off of a plate. Apparently the nutrients in the leaf can mix with the food.” You explained to him as you served him some of the rice, careful not to overcrowd the banana leaf. You knew that he was unfamiliar with the dishes, but also appreciated that he was willing to try out a new cuisine at this witching hour. “She said that it’s good for the immune system, prevents intestinal ulcers, skin diseases… soothes the stomach, helps with digestion and prevents kidney stones.” 

He nodded, understandably. “Right…” He agreed, not having the heart to tell you that the super soldier serum in his body ensured that his cells would constantly regenerate and prevent him from falling ill. Nevertheless, he found your endearment quite refreshing. You really did treat him like he was Sergeant James Barnes of the 107th and not the Winter Soldier, and he was grateful for that. 

“We’re used to eating off of the leaf during special occasions or when we have guests.” You added. “There’s a Buddhist and Hindu philosophy... Atithi Devo Bhava. It literally means that the guests must be given the same respect as you would give to your Gods. And since you’re my guest tonight, you get the banana leaf.” 

“I’m no God, Y/N.” Bucky clarified, sighing as he ran his metal hand through his greasy hair. “I’m a human being, a brainwashed assassin, a weapon of destruction who brought so much pain in people’s lives. I don’t deserve to be treated with so much respect.” 

“Bucky…” You frowned at his words before shaking your head. “As the one who spent most of my life studying the life of Sergeant James Barnes of the 107th, I beg to differ. I know that you have a lot of internalized guilt about those days and I don’t blame you for that. But you can’t let the Winter Soldier define who you are. You’re more than who you used to be when you were brainwashed. It wasn’t who you were.” 

“To be honest, I don’t even think I know who I am anymore…” He admitted, a truth that he hadn’t told anyone else at the compound but felt that he could trust you with.. “But I know for sure that I don’t deserve to be respected like you respect your God.” 

“You should let me be the judge of that. My concept of God is actually quite different from the Abrahamic religions that you happen to be familiar with.” You protested with a soft chuckle, crossing your legs to sit across from him. “My grandmother once told me that Lord Krishna… being the God of love and compassion, he’s always present in one’s heart. Wherever there’s love, he’s always there. If there’s love in your heart, he’s there. And that makes you just as Godly as anyone else.”  

“I’m the world’s longest prisoner of war who spent most of my life imprisoned in a cryofreezer. There’s nothing Godly about the life that I’ve had to live.” He shook his head. “If anything, I’m a symbol of pain and suffering.” 

“Well, Lord Krishna was born in prison.” You remarked. “His life was meant to be filled with so much love… It started on Janmashtami, in a prison cell where his parents were locked up by his own maternal uncle. Even in all that pain and suffering, the betrayal that Lord Krishna’s parents had to face… they were blessed with a child who was the incarnate of the supreme God himself. All that pain and suffering led to some kind of reward, and I’m sure you’ll get yours in due time. Sri Krishna never discriminates, and he forgives those who are truly remorseful of their sins. He’s the God of compassion after all.” 

Bucky could not help but chuckle softly at your words. For every word of self-hatred that came out of his mouth, you had your own rebuttal that was rooted in your faith. He was left with no choice but to accept his defeat and give in to being treated as your guest for the night. It was the least he could do other than make use of that computer he had been given to catch up with the world by looking up Lord Krishna. “So, what’s on the menu for tonight?”

“Okay!” You exclaimed, pointing to the rice dish that you had placed in the center of the leaf. “Ven pongal, basically made from rice and yellow lentils. It’s also got some peppercorns, cumin, turmeric, ginger, curry leaves and cashews that I fried in some clarified butter. That’s why it smells so good. Don’t worry about the spices though. This is probably the mildest dish I’ve ever eaten in my life.” 

Bucky nodded as he looked up at you. “Do you make this often?”

“It’s a traditional breakfast food in South India, but it also makes for the ultimate comfort food when I’m missing home.” You replied with a shrug of your shoulders before grabbing the bowl of sambar and pouring it over the rice. “Now this might be a little spicy for you. But it’s the side dish of all side dishes. Sambar, basically a mixed vegetable stew with lentils and spices. Great with most South Indian breakfast foods.” 

“And what about the rest?” He asked as he eyed the remainder of the delicacies that you had laid out before him. He could not deny that the warm aroma that wafted up his nostrils made them much more appetizing. Despite it being past midnight, he was starved. 

“Medhu vada… deep fried lentil fritters, coconut chutney to dip ‘em in… and kesari, dessert made from semolina.” You pointed to the items as you placed them on the banana leaf. “I hope you don’t mind eating with your hand. We don’t really use utensils and I kind of forgot to pick some up. If it makes you feel any better, the right hand is commonly used to eat so…” You motioned towards his hand. “Dig in?”

He raised his eyebrow at your words. “I guess that was very convenient for me.” He joked before looking down at the food and back at you. “Aren’t you going to eat with me?”

You chuckled softly before shrugging at his question. “It’s alright, Bucky. I can eat after you. It’s not polite to eat before the guest.”

“Y/N, come on… you just said that you made all of this food because you were feeling homesick. I can’t eat all of this without you.” He clarified with a smile. 

You looked down at your lap in embarrassment as you felt your cheeks heat up. “I kind of only bought one banana leaf because I thought I would be the one eating all of this food.” You told him, shamelessly. “I didn't think I would have company, not that I don’t want you here or anything. I invited you to eat but… my grandmother says it’s rude to eat right out of the serving bowls if you’re going to be serving the food to someone else. I don’t mind waiting until you’re done and helping myself to your leftovers.” 

A part of him could not believe how bound you were to your grandmother’s words, especially when it came to your dining etiquette. Despite the fact that your grandmother had been someone to hold you back from your potential, he admired that you still respected her enough to follow through with the culture that she had taught you. 

“Fine, then if you don’t mind…” He reached down to grab a dollop of the pongal and sambar with his thumb and two fingers, carefully holding his hand up towards your mouth. “Let me at least feed you.”

Your eyes grew wide at his gesture and you found your cheeks heating up in embarrassment once again. “Um…” You gulped, not knowing how to react to that. A part of you wanted to accept his offer, but the pitter patter against your heart mimicked the rain against your window and caused you to become very nervous. 

As much as you had denied it when you were around the rest of the team, you knew that you did have a slight crush on Sergeant James Barnes of the 107th Infantry Regiment when you had first watched through the archival footage from the war. After all, who wouldn’t. At that time, you had believed that he was dead so it didn’t mean much. But now he was very much alive and sitting right before you. He was certainly a good looking man who’s smile could light up the world, and unbeknownst to you he had just lit up yours. 

You had spent years studying his life, along with the rest of The Howling Commandos, in the name of academic curiosity. But you could not deny that now seeing him in person changed how you really felt about this man. Not many people who studied historical figures had the chance to see them face to face. But this had happened to you twice now, and it still felt surreal. Bucky Barnes really was sitting on the floor of your living quarters, about to feed you a bite of your most favourite South Indian comfort food. What kind of idiot would you be not to accept it? 

You accepted the bite of food that Bucky had offered you, bringing your hand over to cover your mouth as you chewed. Your lips curling into a small smile as your eyes glazed over, you looked down at your lap. 

For some reason, eating from this man’s hand had made you miss your father quite so much. Seven years it had been since he had passed away. You never even got to say goodbye, the last time you had spoken on the phone being an argument that you had ended abruptly by hanging up on him. Had you known what was going to happen just hours later, you would have done things differently. You would have cherished the last moments you got to share with your father. Hell, you would have even prevented him from dying the way he did. But it was all too late now. 

Perhaps you suffered from internalized guilt just as much as the super soldier who sat before you, for you did feel partially responsible for your father’s death. Being an agent who was meant to save the world and all, you couldn’t even manage to save your own father. While this did once make you doubt your skills as an agent, you could not deny that you would give anything to be able to do right by the man who had raised you to be anything more than a typical Indian farm girl. But for now, all you had to do was exist for the sake of existing and accept the position that you had been given. Do the right thing, just as your father had taught you. 

When you had been five years old, your grandmother had told you the story of how Lord Krishna was married to more than sixteen thousand women. She had told you that he married every woman who loved him. He loved them back just as much too, being the God of love after all. But the woman he loved the most, he hadn’t even been married to her. Radha Rani was the love of his life. She was his soulmate. Despite not being married, their love for each other was so pure and eternal. 

It was then you told your father, in your childish little voice, “Appa, I want someone to love me like Lord Krishna loved Radha.” 

Now as you swallowed the bite that Bucky Barnes had fed you, you couldn't help but look over his broad shoulders. Up on the wall behind him you had hung one of the many paintings of Radha and Krishna that you owned. But in that particular one, Radha and Krishna were affectionately gazing into each other’s eyes while feeding each other. 

It didn’t seem like a sign to you then, but you prayed for some things to be made clearer in due time. After all, you were going to be here for a while. If Lord Krishna was really going to bless you with the kind of love that makes you blue after all of that pain and suffering, then you might as well accept it like you had just accepted that bite of food from Bucky. 

“Tell me the truth, Bucky.” You looked over at the man who sat next to you on the couch, his legs crossed as he leaned against the armrest. “Why are you even up at this hour?” 

Bucky Barnes looked over at you and let out a sigh, not knowing if lying to you about his insomnia would sell. After all, you seemed to know him better than he knew himself despite the fact that you had met just yesterday. While he feared that admitting the truth would cause you to become weary of him, he knew better than to lie to the woman who was in a position of authority. He had to be transparent with you, mainly because he didn’t have the heart to lie to you. 

“I can’t sleep.” He admitted, biting down on his bottom lip as he sat up straight, his elbows resting against his thighs as he covered his face with his hands. “I haven’t slept properly in a while, ever since I moved into the compound really. Every night I go to bed at a reasonable time. But I still end up waking up at this strange hour because of some nightmare.” 

Leaning over to rest your hand on his shoulder, you wanted to give him a squeeze. But you were quick to realize that his left shoulder was vibranium, so instead you moved your hand to rub his back. “Have you talked to Sam about it?” 

Not that you would assume that his friendship with Sam was anything like his friendship with Steve. As someone who had your own demons, you knew that it was not that easy to confide in someone about something like this. But you were well aware that Sam had some experience offering support groups to veterans who suffered from PTSD during his time working at the VA back in DC. He seemed to be much more equipped to handle something like this than you were, no doubt about that. But since you were now the boss around here, you knew that something needed to be done to address the mental health of your heroes.  

Bucky shook his head. “He’s always been weary of me, Y/N. I don’t think I should worry him about this. The last thing I want is for anyone to think that the Winter Soldier is still in me when he’s not.” 

“Sam can be an asshole at times… but he means well. He cares a lot about his friends, and that includes you and me.” You admitted. “But I know what you mean. What you’re going through, it’s not easy. You’ve had to deal with a lifetime’s worth of torture under HYDRA, along with the whole thing with the blip. The world has changed so much that it’s not all that easy to keep up with anymore.” 

He looked up at you and frowned. “I feel so lost, you know? Like I don’t know where I should start. I’ve missed out on seventy years of… life. The life that I knew before the war is gone and the life that I had since then… is full of torture and bloodshed. I’m just lost in the midst of it all.”

“Bucky, you do know that… if you ever want to talk about anything that has to do with history or what happened in the world during those seventy years, you can just talk to me about it, right? I may have a Master’s degree on The Howling Commandos but I do know a thing or two about what happened in the world after the war.” You offered, finally cracking a smile. “I can definitely help you out with catching up with times.” 

He chuckled softly at your words. “Is that how you and Steve… became friends?” 

You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment at the mention of Captain America, a man whom you had respected and aided in the recovery of until Natasha had decided to set the two of you up on a date. It was a brief fling while the two of you had worked together in DC. But once you had realized it wasn’t going to work, you had ended things amicably. While you had remained friends and you had helped him catch up with the world, things had changed so much around you. 

“Yeah, I guess.” You admitted with a shrug. “He needed someone to catch him up to the world and Fury realized that he hired a history major. I think it worked out for all of us.” Looking back now, you only felt blessed to have known Steve Rogers. He was not only an inspiration, but also one of your closest friends. “And that’s why I’m offering to help.”

“But how could you help me, Y/N?” He asked. “What can you possibly do to help me come to terms with who I am?”

“Well, I had Steve read through the Internet a lot and make a list of all the things he wanted to try… like Thai food and Sherlock Holmes. I know that you’re not going on any missions right now. You’re just hanging around the compound and trying to kill time, right? I’d say… make use of the computers we have here, learn as much as you can. We can talk about it. But don’t ever think that you’re alone in this.” 

The Internet was a great place to start learning, right? Surely, Bucky had been apprehensive about taking that step. But he needed to be given a little push. Thankfully, he now had you for that. “I guess I can do that.” He gave in, for he was starting to get bored of the facility’s gym. 

“There is something that needs to be done about your nightmares though.” You pointed out. “This compound needs an on-site therapist. I need one. You need one. Wanda needs one. We all need one after all this crap that we’ve had to deal with.” You made a mental note to make some calls in the morning, but for now you knew that your attention should be on the super soldier. “But right now, you really need to get some sleep.” 

Bucky shook his head in defeat. “I can’t seem to fall asleep in my bed, Y/N. Believe me, I’ve tried… for many nights. I guess I just have to suck it up and kill time until the morning.” 

You raised your eyebrow at his words before crossing your arms against your chest. “What? Do you need me to sing you a lullaby or something?” You asked him, teasingly. 

He laughed at your question before shaking his head. “As if that’s ever going to work on me…” 

“Is that a challenge, Sergeant Barnes?” 

Bucky Barnes had no clue how it even happened. Just twenty-four hours ago, the two of you had been strangers who had nothing in common except for the fact that you both shared a past that had been perfectly entwined somehow. But now you were sitting against the headboard of his queen sized bed in the living quarters adjacent to yours, his head resting against your lap as he shut his eyes. 

Your soft hands running through his silky dark hair, you sang the words that you had pretty much memorized by now. It was a lullaby that your grandmother had sung to you when you were younger, written about how Lord Krishna himself had fallen asleep after a long day of playing around his village. 

Ayarpadi Maaligaiyil

Thaai Madiyil Kandrinai Pol

Maaya Kannan Thoongugindraan, Thaalelo

Ayarpadi Maaligaiyil

Thaai Madiyil Kandrinai Pol

Maaya Kannan Thoongugindraan, Thaalelo

Avan Vaai Niraiya Mannai Undu

Mandalathai Kaattiya Pin

Oiveduthu Thoongugindraan, Aaraaro

Oiveduthu Thoongugindraan, Aaraaro

Ayarpadi Maaligaiyil

Thaai Madiyil Kandrinai Pol

Maaya Kannan Thoongugindraan, Thaalelo

Pinnalitta Gopiyarin Kannathile Kannam Ittu

Mannavan Pol Leelai Seidhaan Thaalelo

Pinnalitta Gopiyarin Kannathile Kannam Ittu

Mannavan Pol Leelai Seidhaan Thaalelo

Andha Mandhirathil Avar Uranga

Mayakkathile Ivan Uranga

Mandalame Urangudhammaa Aaraaro

Mandalame Urangudhammaa Aaraaro

Ayarpadi Maaligaiyil

Thaai Madiyil Kandrinai Pol

Maaya Kannan Thoongugindraan, Thaalelo

Bucky Barnes had no clue how it even happened. But as he listened to the melody of your lullaby, he had drifted off into a deep slumber. When he woke up the next day, he found that you were gone. But he knew that you were the one to thank for helping him sleep after many months of waking up from nightmares. 

As the weeks went by, you and Bucky had become quite close. As most of the team were gone for days at a time because of their respective missions, the two of you often found yourselves being the only ones remaining at the compound. Despite your loneliness, you somehow found comfort in each other. 

Your free time was usually spent cooking up a storm in the common kitchen, and Bucky found himself frequently joining you for your meals. He had taken quite the liking to South Indian cuisine, but he had also kept his promise of making you a completely vegetarian Wakandan meal - something that he apparently prepared by video-calling the Queen Mother of Wakanda herself and asking her for recipes. 

“Does this mean you have diplomatic immunity? Being the adoptive child of Queen Ramonda and all…” You had joked. “They call you the White Wolf, don’t they?” 

“Did you ever have to use your diplomatic immunity?” He had asked you mockingly. “Being the daughter of an Indian diplomat after all.” 

“Bucky, could you please give Queen Ramonda my regards? Let her know that Agent Y/L/N, the daughter of Ambassador Y/L/N, sends her regards and thanks the royal family for all of their help.” You hadn’t been all that familiar with the Wakandan royal family during the reign of King T’Chaka, but it was only after his death did you have the chance to work closely with them. After all, you understood the pain that they had been dealing with all too well. 

Bucky was not familiar with why you seemed to know them so well. He had just assumed it must be because of your career in diplomacy before you became an agent. He did not think much of it though, at least not until he had told Shuri that you gave their family your regards. 

While the truth behind your relationship with the Wakandan royal family had certainly shaken him to his core, he did not make it known that he knew about it. After all, it was a huge part of your own personal life and you were just his boss. He did not feel the need to let you know that he knew something about you that you might not have wanted you to know. But instead, he continued to learn more about you and the culture that you were raised in. 

The Internet was a great place when it came to catching up with the world. He had read just about everything he could get his hands on, from history to literature and science. While he tried to keep up with how much the world had changed, he had also read as much as he could about your religion. 

He often joined you on your visits to the temple in the city after noticing that you made it a habit to go there every Friday. When Janmashtami came around, Bucky had offered to help you paint footprints from your front door to your shrine of Lord Krishna. 

According to your grandmother, the tradition of painting baby footprints was done believing that Lord Krishna would follow them and enter your home. You had been doing that every single year on Janmashtami for as long as you could remember. But that year, you just knew. It was the first year that Krishna had entered your home for real.

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Celery anon: yes I did read it found it insightful. I wouldn’t call you a picky eater at all you so many food groups and spices. I also think how we define picky eaters vary greatly by region I live in the United States in New England and if some ones picky here it’s very limited food groups no spices at all salt is a spice. Also I feel like I know more about Iceland now. We have really easy access to fruit and veg where I live and I eat mostly that rice beans potatoes. Twas interesting

I know a good number of people who think salt and pepper is spicy enough. took a friend to an Indian restaurant once that I wanted to try out - she ordered the mildest dish on the menu, no chili or anything in it - and I got a medium or spicy, I don’t remember. she couldn’t finish hers because it was so spicy and yet....there wasn’t...any...chili...in...it.........there was no ginger either (something I can’t handle in large quantities myself) or mustard seeds (mustard and horseradish are standard staple spices in Scandinavia and she likes those). I tasted her dish and it wasn’t spicy at all, just full of flavour from the curry spices and cream and tomatoes that were in it. so I just basically threw up my hands in defeat and accepted we could never go to any restaurant that served actually interesting food because she wouldn’t be able to eat any of it. and she’s not a picky eater! she’s always been one of those people who eat everything their parents serve them and never pick out bits of food they don’t like in whatever they’re served (unlike me, if there’s something in my dish I don’t like, I will pick it out and I don’t care how taboo it is or how much people side-eye me, if I don’t like it I will not put it in my mouth.) 

so idk I feel like there’s a difference between being a picky eater but willing to try new things and not being a picky eater but eating only a limited staple of foods to begin with.

and yeah, there wasn’t a lot available in Iceland when I was kid in the 90s - these days you can get tomatoes and cucumbers and bananas grown in Iceland because they’re growing them in geothermally heated greenhouses. fruit was imported back then but the only fruits I remember ever getting fresh were bananas, apples, and oranges. most dessert recipes that called for fruit specifically called for canned fruit - these days it’s a bit easier to get fresh strawberries imported from Spain out of season, but they’re eyewateringly expensive so canned fruit is still standard fare that kind of thing. so most of our traditional desserts don’t actually include fruit in any large amount but rely instead on shelf-stable ingredients like sugar and chocolate and fruit jam - homemade ones will typically be typically bilberry, strawberry, rhubarb or strawberry&rhubarb. (you can grow your own strawberries but the season is short.) imported jams will have a wider variety of flavours.

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One time I made the mildest possible curry I could image for my cousin's visiting white friends and they found it too hot??? and almost died by the looks of it. I'm sure this restaurant had trained professionals for white ppl mild indian food, which has to be an oxymoron ��

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What is Tiffin?

What is Tiffin? A tiffin is a lunch box that holds a variety of foods. Tiffins are typically made of stainless steel, which helps keep the food hot or cold. It also contains a handle for easy carrying.

Tiffins are not made to be used on the stove or in a hot oven, as the heat can warp them. Our tiffins are made of food-grade, non-leaching stainless steel and are BPA- and phthalate-free. Many peoples are searching for Indian tiffin near me on Google.

In South India, tiffin means a light snack between breakfast and dinner or a tea-time meal at about 3 pm consisting of typical tea-time snacks like cutlets, idlis or vadas.

Outside of South India, the word tiffin mostly refers to any packed meal or snack and is sometimes a name for the food carrier itself: tiered stainless-steel containers with lids that can be locked together and clamped down on the sides or top.

The containers were originally made of brass but are now often aluminium or stainless steel and can be found in any size from tiny to gargantuan. In the UK, Many peoples searching��tiffin service near me on Google.

On any weekday in Bombay (now Mumbai), tiffins, or dabbas, can be seen stacked up on handcarts or bicycles being pushed along the busy streets by dhoti-clad men called tiffin wallahs, or dabbawalas.

These workers operate a complex system to ensure that thousands of tiffins are delivered daily to their intended recipients, often office workers. You can get food delivery Slough, UK.

Tiffin service is the perfect option if you want to enjoy home-cooked meals without having to cook. Quickly offers a huge selection of Indian tiffins in Manhattan, delivered right to your doorstep.

What is Punjabi food?

Are you looking for Punjabi food near me in the UK? Even non-vegetarians will yield to their cravings when it comes to Punjabi cuisine. From appetizers like Chola Bhatura and bread pakoras to dinner items like Sarson da saag and Makki di roti, the food of this region is a delight for every palate.

What is the Mildest Indian Curry?

Ever looked at a curry menu at an Indian restaurant and not sure which dish is mild? Or even medium spiced? Some popular mild Indian dishes include butter chicken, tikka masala, dal makhani, and chana masala.

Don’t worry; there are plenty of options out there. From the classic Korma to the north Indian Pasanda (as seen above), here are a few of our favourite dishes that are perfect for those with a low spice tolerance.

What is a Balti Curry?

What is a balti curry? A balti is a curry that comes with lots of vegetables, and it is loose in texture and quite tangy. It is the ideal curry for vegetarians as meat usually takes a back seat.

It is a very popular curry in the UK, particularly in Birmingham, known as ‘the balti triangle’. It is normally served with naan bread to mop up all that delicious sauce!

Indian Home Cooked Food Delivery In the UK

Are you looking for the best Indian Home Cooked Food Delivery Near Me? We are all about serving honest, home-cooked, good food. Our meals are delivered in tiffin boxes (more like milk pails) and are chilled so that they can be eaten cold or heated up later when you are ready to eat.

What is Desi?

People with the name Desi are believed to be creative, independent, and spiritual. While a person’s personality traits may not be entirely determined by their birth name, they do play an important role in identity formation.

What is Desi Meaning? Desi is a term that describes someone with Indian, Pakistani, or Bangladeshi heritage. It isn’t a derogatory phrase and can be used to describe both men and women.

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me, ordering at an indian restaurant for a friend: well have the uuuuuuuuh mango curry

server: will that be mild or medium hot or...

me, seeing the panic on my friends face: oh, mild. mildest mild. like white person mild.

server, chuckling: got it. and for you sir?

other friend: uh the vindaloo please. medium hot i guess?

server: so indian person mild?

all of us: yep!

[yumyumyumcuisine]

So we tried Deliveroo again.

Food arrived quickly.

This time we decided to try Chook Chook Indian Cuisine.

The curries were fresh and flavoursome and rich.

I went for butter chicken but we also got naan bread, pilau rice, Karahi Lamb and Lamb Saagwala!

The butter chicken was the mildest dish but tasted really yummy.

Then we also got the famous Indian drink, a yoghurt Lassi!

Over all I enjoyed the meal and we will definitely be ordering again :)

[hotpocket-fucker]

I can understand someone not liking british cuisine or not being its favorite but the people who gets fun of it are mostly out of classism "Why brits eat like they are in the victorian/war era still?" Ok, during those time Britain was poor af so they did plates with whatever they could have at the moment which just wasn't much! Same with war era, they did food with whatever they found and tried to put it together into something edible.

And why don't they change it? Because its a fucking tradition and part of the history of what the country has been through, same with other foods, like we costa ricans cannot just abandon rice and beans as the basis of like... 80% of our food, because its part of us and our culture, we just cannot erase that.

Also, I've heard that the best curries are done in the UK because of the indian influence and stuff, the bad thing is that commercial tourism also affects the image of the food because the frame that is shown to people is just sooo narrow its frustrating! And the guides or the people who brings the food often just brings them the flattest, most normie dishes ever, instead of taking them to places with more endearing food, again the best curries are in the UK and not even that is shown!

But eh, I guess, that's a universal experience with commercial tourism is every country.

Also, not all POC cultures use the whole bag/container of spices, like aforementioned japanese people prides themselves in using very little spices in their dishes and yes! They are fucking delicious! (But OP don't believe yourself that they admire japanese people for it actually they get ignored or mocked because well appearently they are only POC when its convenient and most of the time they are just wypipo lite™ :) )

Same with my country, which I believe has the "mildest" foods out of all Latin America in general but doesn't make it any less delicious or flavorful, seriously I would KILL for a chifrijo rn.

But in short...can we just enjoy good food and stop with this supremacy bs, food is food and food nourishes everything in you, so shut it and eat your damn plate!

European experience on Tumblr : seeing people and posts and memes calling European cuisines bland and tasteless because apparently Europe is only made up with England who has a notoriously bland cuisine .

Ι think that even British people use forms of seasoning most of the time. I am not super familiar with the British cuisine though. The English also colonized India so something tells me they are aware of the different spices that come from there. Maybe they chose not to use as much or maybe a lot of them do. They call the spicy foods “curry“ if I remember correctly because of the influence of the Indian cuisine. Traditionally their dishes may be considered “bland“ but, tbh, if the dish is tasty then I don’t care how many spices it has.

Many spices create a different taste, for sure, but you cannot accuse the people of England of not eating like South Asians. The climate and herbs are very different. How ““superior““ a culture is is not measured by the amount of herbs they use. As long as a dish is tasty, it doesn’t matter.

Isn’t there in the Japanese traditional cuisine where it’s considered art to create simple dishes with a few ingredients? The average English person in the old times had limited ingredients but they tried their best to make dishes that their family would enjoy. So, I don’t know why someone would bash the English for doing it while praising the Japanese for it. Ah yeah, let me guess why. Because white people are stereotypically bland and with no culture!

The worst thing is, the British cuisine has a poor international reputation because of the food rationing policies put into place by the British government during the wartime periods of the 20th century. The mid-20th-century British style of cooking emerged as a response to the depressing food rationing that persisted for several years after the Second World War, along with restrictions on foreign currency exchange, making travel difficult. So, people judge the English based on a cuisine they developed during a time of struggle and poverty.

The truth is Anglo-Saxon England developed meat and savoury herb stewing techniques a looong time ago. Plus, they always traveled - and conquered - so they were no strangers to spicey cuisine. In fact, they used elements of foreign cuisines when it was possible. But, as all people, they use what ingredients are availiable at the time and they want the most tasty stuff.

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Indian restaurant menus often serve different varieties of curries and the two mildest curries of all are - Korma (Navratan, Chicken) and pasanda (Paneer). Read More: https://www.maasbest.com/faqs/what-is-the-mildest-indian-curry-.html #mildestIndiancurry #Korma...

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Thai Thani Takeaway

We love Thai Thani so much that we have had takeaway 3-4 times since our initial visit and my first review. We would like to mention our two favourite curries and dishes at Thai Thani in a quick opinion piece.

Alicia’s take on the Panang Curry - my absolute favourite of the moment. Panang curry is a peanut and chilli based red curry served with coconut cream, green beans, carrots, capsicum and courgettes and comes with either chicken, beef, pork or lamb as the meat choice, I always get chicken though. It packs a mighty flavour punch and even the mild is hot and spicy - so if you don’t like particularly spicy or hot food then the Panang curry probably isn’t for you. The peanut and chilli flavours alongside the other components of the dish - the chopped veges make it like heaven in your mouth! My favourite curries tend to be the thai over the indian variety I just feel that the flavours are far superior to the ones that the Indian curries offer. Another plus to these curries is that there is enough for two meals either one meal between two people or enough for lunch the next day, which makes it more enjoyable and convenient. Highly recommended! 

Seamus’ take on Yellow Curry

A very delicious meal, the least spicy and mildest curry of all the thai curries yet the most underrated. Made with banana, potato and pineapple as the key ingredients, the sweet tones don’t overpower the spices but add a real fresh touch to what is usually a dish reserved for those with a spicy appetite. Do try it. 

[travellingwithali]

Hyderabad

Hyderabad is the only place I’ve actually been to in India, and we spent a week here over two years ago.  Five days probably would have been enough but with plane timetables we decided to add the two extra days for rest and relaxation!  We travelled with my son Laurence and his girlfriend Maddy in January, so the weather was just perfect.  We stayed at the Taj Krishna, a beautiful hotel in the Banjara Hills.

The view from our window

Our very comfy bed! 

Relaxing on the patio and Maddy enjoying a first class cooked breakfast

The reason we chose Hyderabad was because my dear hubby had recently read a book called “The White Mughals” by William Dalrymple.  It’s a book about the warm relations that existed between the British and some Indians in the 18th and early 19th century, when one in three British men in India was married to an Indian woman.

Anthony was interested to see if all the great palaces and houses that were built during this time were still standing.  Sadly we found that many of these grand buildings are in great decay and not accessible.  Some have been turned into colleges and hospitals, but there doesn’t seem to be the demand or need to renovate these beautiful old buildings.

  Golkonda Fort

This was one of the places that I had read was easy to get around and you could do it on your own!  Once we arrived there in our taxi and were dropped off, madness and mayhem greeted us.  We managed to cross a very busy road complete with cattle, goats  and schoolchildren and wandered up to the entrance gate.  We didn’t have to look far before an avid tour guide stepped into our path, offering to lead us around the fort with a detailed history.  After Anthony had bargained a good price, we headed off.

  Maddy and Laurence leading the schoolgirls! The entrance to Golkonda Fort 

Golkonda Fort has a history reaching back into the 12th Century. A shepherd boy was once walking on this hill where he came across a God idol, the King that time decided to built a fort on the hill, which then came to be known as Golconda (Shepherd’s Hill) Fort.

With perimeters of around 11 kilometers, the fort has 15 to 18 foot high walls. It has huge gates that have pointed iron spikes on them. This protected the fort from Elephants damaging the fort as well as enemy attacks.

There is a great sound system in the Fort and the sound of clapping at the entrance can be heard a kilometre away.  This was apparently used for communication purposes and to alert the King of any attack.  (Source:  Hyderabad Tourism)

As far as I could see we were the only “Westerners” here and we were stopped every few steps to have our photos taken.  I think it was mostly Maddy they were interested in!  I made a joke about the one with Laurence in saying they would probably photoshop him out! 😆

On top of the world with views of  sprawling Hyderabad

One of the many semi circular bastions; underground arches; on top of the fort and sitting under one of the derelict arches

Whispering walls; through the window; Women at rest; a view through an archway

This was a fantastic place to visit and our guide was extremely informative, very chatty and funny! He even guessed my age correctly, which was a bit rude I thought.

Our driver was waiting patiently to drive us back to our hotel.  On the way back we stopped by Hussain Sagar Lake and stopped to take a photo.  As we stepped out of the car three young men approached Laurence and asked to see his ear!  Then just grabbed it and it looked like they were about to pierce it, but he jerked back and said “hey get off me”.  Our driver said they just wanted to syringe it!  Very random.

Gautama Buddha in the middle of the heart shaped lake

Dinner that night was at a restaurant called Paradise, very popular with ex-pats so the concierge told us. It’s famous for Biryani.  Even though I asked for the mildest one it was still far too hot for me!  Anthony and Laurence also struggled and they like a hot curry.

End of Part 1

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                      My A to Z Travel Challenge – I is for India ���🇳 – Part One Hyderabad Hyderabad is the only place I've actually been to in India, and we spent a week here over two years ago.  

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Carmelized Red Onion, Mustard Greens and Lazy Alfredo Pasta

In a  large 12″ skillet, sautee:

 2-3 TBS Butter 

Coarse Salt

1 large red onion, cut into long chunky rings (about 1/2″ thick)

Add a dusting of Ground pepper, Oregano, Chili Flakes (not needed if you’re using an extra spicy Mustard Green, but mine was very mild)

Allow red onion to caramelize at a med-low heat and get those singed edges. Less butter= more likely to singe. Deglaze pan after 30-40 min with... 

 2 TBS Red Wine

Add 5-6 cloves of garlic to pan at med-low heat after deglazing.

Add chopped stems of Mustard (a large bunch, maybe 10-15 large leaves?) 

...But reserve the leaves as these cook faster. I used a combo of Mustard ‘Ruby Streaks’ (the mildest, and most thinly ribbed), ‘Garnet Giant’ (big purple leaves and an asian green called ‘Komatsuna’, which is kind of like a bok choy with more leaf than stem. Lightly cooked stems give a watery celery-like crunch, which you’ll want to cook longer if you’re trying to avoid. 

Basically I just use a combo of whatever’s in excess in the garden with a spicy brassica edge. You could use Turnip Greens, Daikon leaves, Yukina Savoy, Arugula, Kale... 

Next up, boil the pasta while the stems and garlic cook (onions will continue to cook here so deglaze the pan and add garlic/stems when they are just undercooked enough to end up where you want them in the next 10 min

Add roughly chopped leaves of mustards and other greens to the pan about 5 minutes before you want to eat if you’re like me and you want your greens halfway fresh. Or add another 5 min to that if you like them cooked down more.

Set aside the mustard pan and put a saucepan on the burner for Alfredo.

I’m most proud of the Alfredo because I winged it in a big way:

In a small saucepan over low heat:

2 TBS Butter

1 TBS flour to form a paste, mix frequently to keep flour from clumping

Coarse salt, dried Basil, Oregano, Ground Pepper

Garlic Powder!! A good few shakes (or sautee a few cloves w/ the butter first)

Juice of 1/2 lemon

About a 1/2 cup of greek yogurt

About 1/2 cup grated Parm 

This is only about enough for 2 servings so if you’re feeding a family, double the portions. I make so little because it doesn’t keep great or microwave well as leftovers.

After draining the pasta make yourself a bowl and combine about half the saucepan with the hot wet pasta=better coverage. If you have leftover sauce I would honestly throw it out lol 

The consistentcy was still a little chunky, maybe that is something cream cheese or milk could help. My approach was based on what’s in my fridge! Some fresh parsley would have been a nice touch, but I already had a lot of green stuff going on. 

When I tasted the mustard and onions it was spicier than I thought I could handle on its own (due to chili flakes--- Capsaicin spice gets me more than mustardy Allyl isothiocyanate does) and I always crave dairy for that, like a yogurt-based Raita or Kefir with Indian curries. My best guess for the Italian Equivalent to this was Alfredo! And yes it did make the dish more balanced and more comfortably spiced.