|Spoils of war ©Nimpipi|
This is a scene from an impromptu wine evening the four of us had at P Singh Patel's house a couple of weeks ago. There was wine (hic!), there were kebabs (yum!) and in between I'd managed to sneak to the market and buy some cheese and bread. Impromptu or not, there's nothing like a good meal. Why? Because we're worth it.
Hahaha, so cheesy. But the truth is that I'm in a phase in my life where I want to remember everything. I want to be able to cherish friendships, I want to be able to look back and laugh. I want everything to be special. And perfect. I want to make a memory of everything.
Why? Some might ask. Because over the last couple of months, I have this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that I'm going to miss my life in Delhi. And bad. It's the same feeling I had when I was moving from Chennai, it's the same feeling I had before we sat down our parents to tell them we wanted to get married.
Dealing with that feeling is hard, especially because I have the memory of a goldfish. I blame it on information overload, but the truth is I have a problem - I tend to block things in my life. But this time, I've made it a point to remember.
So, I treat everything like 'my precious' and try not to say no to anything. That's my way of coping with it.
I got to PSingh's place armed with tomatoes and fresh basil. I wanted to make something special and easy and filling (we were all coming back from work). As I got to the bruschetta, the other two set the table outside and set up the mood - lighting, music and all.
Three kinds of cheese - smoked, stilton and gouda were a part of our company that evening. Grapes, crackers and bruschetta made for the rest. Laid back and relaxed (wine can do that to you) and we talked about many many things. The four of us used to be colleagues till about a year ago, i.e. we worked in the same organisation. Sans one, the three of us have all left to work elsewhere.
But it hasn't changed the way we feel for each other. In fact, I think it's made us treasure each other more. Made us realise that we actually had a brilliant time while we were there. Made us feel that we were going to remember this moment.
Four hours and two bottles of wine later, we called it a night.
|A giggle of girls ©Nimpipi|
This recipe isn't from one particular source, it's a combination of all things I've read and liked and got this down. This is one of my favourite recipes, which is always always the quickest thing to assemble - I mean by the time the baguette is toasted, I am done with my tomato mix - it's really that quick.
Fresh, easy and light on the tummy it's perfect when I am all alone as well.
Tomato and Basil Bruschetta
5 tomatoes diced
1 bunch of basil
2 tablespoons plus 2 tablepoons Olive oil
2 tsp balsamic vinegar (if you don't have it, you can substitute with apple cider vinegar, red wine vinegar or strawberry vinegar)
1 clove of garlic cut in two horizontally
1. To the chopped tomatoes, add salt, pepper, 2 tablespoons of olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Tear up a good handful of basil leaves. Mix. Leave aside
2. Cut the baguette in slice diagonally. Brush with olive oil and roast in the oven for a couple of minutes. (If you don't have an oven, you can pan roast the slices - which is what we did here)
3. Take it out and rub the garlic against each piece of toast. Top with the tomato mixture. Serve immediately.
Note: You can make the tomato mix either when you need it or a couple of hours ahead. But only top it on the toast when you're ready to serve, otherwise you're gonna get horrid and soggy bruschetta.