Paatti’s moru kali: A dish that became an unforgettable memory

When a dish that transports us right back to the delicious-smelling kitchens, where pots bubble over the viragu aduppu (firewood stove), and one can always remember the distinct taste of the dish, that is when one knows that a plate of food has transformed into an unforgettable memory.

migrator

Updated:21st Jul, 2019 at 9:19 AM

Chennai

Childhood memories of my visits to our ancestral village is crowned with times of fun, and a totally different lifestyle from the one we adopt to in the city. The excitement used to begin right when we used to get off at the Kumbakonam station and were all escorted towards a waiting horse carriage. Our village Chandrasekarapuram was only about 40 miles from Kumbakonam. But, it used to take us four hours as we stopped en route to drink tender coconut water, eat nongu (palm fruit) and exchange pleasantries with every known acquaintance passing by. Everyone around the 40-mile radius used to be aware that the Collector’s family was visiting for summer. My grandfather, Muthuswamy Iyer, was then the Collector and wielded a lot of power in his lifetime. My family was a huge one — seven siblings and I was the youngest daughter. With two younger brothers, I never lacked companions for my playtime or partners in crime.

As we would approach the village, excitement would stir all around. Our voices grew louder and eyes bigger taking in all the vibrant and scenic views of the paddy haystacks, coconut groves and fruit orchards of mango, jackfruit and lemon dotting the paddy fields. A lone cyclist would try and race our Tonga, much to the annoyance of my amma. My dad never accompanied us — as a railway officer, he travelled in his own specially decorated carriage with his retinue of helpers. All the villagers would run out of their homes and line up on the roadside to greet us, as my grandfather was also the village head.

The ancestral home was a tiled one with a sloping roof and a huge verandah, supported by beautiful wooden pillars. The house was of red and sandalwood colour, with stripes painted on the lower half of the outer walls. A huge stone bench adorned the verandah, which was an important part of the house as that was where the panchayat was held. As one entered the house, one walked into the courtyard which was huge, open and flooded with sunlight. With a verandah running all around, the courtyard was truly picturesque and caught everyone’s eyes. Huge pictures of the family and gods hung all around.

Another main part of the home was the kitchen, which would spread into the air the most enticing flavours. Amongst all the traditional dishes that were cooked there, the heritage moru koozhu/kali stood out for its unique, mouthwatering taste. This was the first thing we ate as soon as we got home. My superstar paatti, Subbulaxmi, was indeed one of the best cooks. Moru kali is a typical South Indian dish that dates back to the Vedic period, with a mention of it made as rice/millet being mixed with buttermilk and seasoned with salt and pepper.

Milk from cows and buffaloes and the milk products played an important role in the Vedic Indians’ diet. Churning yogurt to make butter, consuming the buttermilk and the use of yogurt and buttermilk in food were regular features. In India, food traditions go back thousands of years. My paatti’s moru kali stood out and till date remains a sacred part of our fond memories. With a desire to see these heritage dishes revived and traditions preserved, I bring to you the recipe of moru kali.

Moru Kali | Moru Koozhu:

Prep time: 10 min

Whisk the curd without any lumps and add water to make thin buttermilk.
Add salt, rice flour and whisk. Mix the lump to make a lump-free batter. Set aside.
Place an iron kadhai or a heavy bottom kadhai on the stove. Pour 2 tbsp oil in the pan once heated, lower the flame and dry the mor milagai till they turn dark brown/black. Remove the chillies and set aside.
In the same kadhai with oil, sauté mustard seeds, Bengal gram, black gram, asafetida and curry leaves.
Switch off the stove and add most of the fried moru milagai chilies to the mixture. Then turn on the stove again and keep it on low flame.
Slowly pour the prepared buttermilk-rice flour batter into the pan.
Keep stirring the batter over low to medium flame till the time the moru kali starts to thicken and becomes non-sticky and turns into one single piece.
To check whether done, remove a small portion of moru kali on a ladle, wet your hands and try to roll it into a ball. If you are able to make it, then it is of the right consistency.
Remove the moru kali on to a plate greased with ½ tsp of oil.
Crush remaining moru milagai and finely cut green chilli on top.
When cool, cut it into square shapes and serve with a cup of steaming coffee/tea.

Paatti’s moru kali: A dish that became an unforgettable memory

When a dish that transports us right back to the delicious-smelling kitchens, where pots bubble over the viragu aduppu (firewood stove), and one can always remember the distinct taste of the dish, that is when one knows that a plate of food has transformed into an unforgettable memory.

Also Read

PM asks ministers to coordinate, ensure Indian consumers don't suffer due to impact of West Asia conflict

Sasikala meets PMK founder Dr Ramadoss

CM Stalin Rs 78.41 cr Ramnad housing project; unveils GD Naidu statue

Governor Arlekar to take charge on March 12; Ravi bids emotional adieu

Tamil Nadu Assembly polls: Vijay interviews aspirants for TVK ticket