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#Friday 13.0: My new therapeutic pass time

Each week I will (try and) share a small segment of something useful I learnt. While this is for my own amusement I hope it resonates with my lovely readers.

The journey thus far

                  There are certain household activities from which I get a very therapeutic kick out of.  But to name a few: (1) Hoovering: I’ve always loved hovering around the house. During my teenage years mum nominated me to take up that activity full time.  To this day adamant that it was my diligent approach to it, rather then being an easy target that won me this accolade. (2) Washing up: I only ever started using a dish washer after I got married some 19 years ago.  Before that time I’d happily help my parents with washing up, ensuring each dish was sparkling clean.  Today, while majority of the cutlery can be shoved in thy dishwasher, I still love scrubbing those pots and pans to make sure every inch of the area is spotless.  (3) Ironing: My therapeutic connection is not so strong anymore with this one. There was time when I would iron my clothes for the entire week on a Sunday evening, gliding across while listening to music. 
                    Earlier in the week my mum came around to see the kids, and being off work, also wanted to teach my wife how to make Samosas from scratch. All changed…… 

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#Friday 3.0: Jackfruit isn’t that bad

Each week I will (try and) share a small segment of something useful I learnt. While this is for my own amusement I hope it resonates with my lovely readers.

Jackfruit isn’t that bad

Earlier this week I was away in Manchester attending my monthly team meeting. We had all travelled up the day before so went out for dinner in the city centre. Our choice of restaurant was Dishoom Manchester. While this is a chain of restaurants dotted around London including the Midlands and North, they consistently serve up high quality food.
One of my work colleagues turned vegetarian a few months ago so we ordered a mixed plate of food. One of the items was a jackfruit biryani. The description on the menu read:
Delicious savoury jackfruit and delicately saffron’d rice, potted and cooked with mint, coriander and sultanas. (V)
Now I wasn’t too sure as I’d never tasted jackfruit before so was apprehensive. As I dug my spoon into the pot and scooped it out, I stared back at the object in hand…….a few large scoops later I realised jackfruit wasn’t so bad and I really liked it. While it’s technically fruit, the texture is that of pulled pork – how strange. So now I’m sold on jackfruit and will be hunting around for dishes where I can incorporate it. Try it!

Image from website ‘ninelife’
Jackfruit Biryani (Dishoom Twitter feed)
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#Foodie Wednesday – Power Up Smoothie

Note: I may start posting more about food in the near future…

Trying to break an old habit

Breakfast, they say is one of the most important meals of the day. Won’t begin to argue with that as technically they (foodie scientists) are pretty much spot on. Now what a good breakfast consists of is dependent on who you talk to. Oatmeal based cereal, nuts, granola, vegetable; the list is endless. If you are like me, then there is nothing like a strong, gently brewed cup of tea and two helpings of a digestive biscuit.

I love tea (de-caf for me) so no shame in admitting that while I will squeeze in a cereal or toast, tea and biscuits is the starter for me. In reality for a lot of us, while we may manage to scramble out of bed early enough, we are always time poor on the first meal of the day. So recently I have turned to making smoothie’s as a helpful alternative. I have a book at home but also following @letsgoveg on #instagram. But this particular recipe comes from a tv programme I watched over the weekend.

I call it ‘green morning power up’

Green morning power up from my kitchen

There’s nothing complicated about the ingredients, but when mixed together give a pleasing taste. Here’s what’s involved to make two glasses:

  • Handful of baby spinach
  • 1 x avocado
  • 1 x sweet apple (but you can use a Royal Gala too)
  • 1 x banana
  • Handful of blueberries
  • Dash of water (so it’s not too lumpy)

Whiz all the contents together in a mixer and there you go. Kept me filled for most of the morning and I didn’t snack in between….but I did have another cup of tea. Enjoy.

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Cutting short your restaurant trip: How to read the signs

I don’t like to name and shame, but on this occasion I will endeavour to mention the establishment in question, it being “The Coconut Lagoon” (I will abbreviate it as TCL), in Kenilworth, Warwickshire. For this award winning restaurant, the clue is literally in the phrase coconut, yep, brown on the outside, white on the inside (not offence intended).

Did I do any homework beforehand?

In short, No! We should have, we were in a new town and trip advisor would have been a great start. However, after our experience I did check the feedback site and the majority of reviews were 4 stars and above (I rest my case). Our main driver was a craving for a Dosa and this place was the only one in the vicinity offering that. Also, it was voted Best Indian Restaurant Group in the UK by Chef Pat Chapman in the Good Curry Guide. Don’t worry, I did tweet Pat:

PC Tweet


Sign No.1 – Is the Chef Indian?

Earlier in the day, on one of our journeys into the local town centre, we visited TCL to grab their menu and get a view of the ambience. Front of house mentioned they had a Spanish Chef preparing morning breakfast, but it was definitely an Indian Chef in the evening. We had our first question mark looming!

Sign No. 2 – Where were the brown faces?

The front of house was managed by two ladies (for legal reasons I refer to them as Spiky Lady and Visible Lady)…well I think one as the other one (spiky hair woman) looked more like a guy. Again, no offence but you know which way this person swings if you ever get the pleasure of visiting TCL. I have nothing against who works in a restaurant, however not to see a single brown face in an Indian restaurant, come on. Our second question mark started looming!

Sign No.3 – It was “sorry” at every table

As we waited for someone to take our order (note the restaurant sits around 25 covers in total) visible lady was in charge of bringing out the food to the customers, as well as taking the orders. Every table she attended and delivered food, was followed by a “sorry for the wait”. I counted this occurring on four occasions. We remained patient, however it was all too much for a particular table, who after waiting nearly an hour, finally got up, paid for what they had already ordered and left – they were visibly pissed off! Our third question mark started looming!

Sign No. 4 – When front of house have no clue of their menu

So why did we venture for a munch outside of our hotel? Oh yeah, the dosa! Finally visible lady appeared at our table to take our order. We ordered our dosa’s, after which followed this esteem conversation:

Visible lady: Do you want bread with that?

Me: It’s a dosa, you don’t normally have bread with that

Visible lady: Oh yes, of course, excuse my ignorance

Our fourth question mark started looming! The kids had ordered Chick Peas with Parantha, I jokingly said to my wife, wouldn’t it be funny if they were Shana’s (these my friends are frozen substitutes and are a cardinal sin). Note* This parantha cost us £2.50 each!

Sign No. 5 – The Proof is definitely in the pudding

Realisation No.1 – The Parantha’s arrive..and yes, they were Shana’s. We all smiled at each other, I should have gone to my local betting shop.

My Wife to Visible Lady: Excuse me, these parantha’s are not fresh and have been cooked from frozen.

Visible Lady: Not really. I saw the chef cook this

My Wife: You mean you saw the chef warm them up?

Visible Lady: I will check with the chef.

On her return:

Visible Lady: Please excuse my ignorance; these were warmed up from frozen so we will not charge you for these.

The cost was not the issue; the fact that we were missing out on the authentic taste was just simply disappointing.

Then came out the chick peas…bone DRY and straight from the tin! We asked the visible lady to ask the chef to add some sauce. What returned were the chick peas with tomato sauce straight from a tin of chopped tomatoes! We didn’t know where to put our faces. Credit to our team, we were hungry and pretty much gulped up the food. The restaurant ticked off a few items from our menu, however a more bolder customer would have refused to pay a penny due to the lack of authenticity with the food served. OK, we didn’t order anything from the main menu, however what I saw being dished out to other tables didn’t bellow out the fragrance of that authentic taste..come to think of it..there wasn’t that Indian fragrance at all!

The surrounding area is very much populated with non-Indians, so I can understand the restaurant trying to pander to “the locals”! But don’t take the piss by cooking something you can acquire from a jar from the supermarket and then serving it up as if it was hand transported direct from India. My theory on the place, there is no Indian Chef, he’s definitely Spanish!