The dhal is brainless. I do it all the time; there's always a small tub of dhal kept in the freezer for whatever and whenever. It makes a quick and easy meal with chapati and rice (easily frozen and re-heated). The man really likes dhal, and he doesn't seem to mind mine. Okay then! Every batch will have more than enough to keep some in the fridge for two meals, and the rest in the freezer to be heated up at some point over the next two weeks. #ImpieCooks2020
Marinated the boneless pieces of breasts in yoghurt and garlic and herbs. I didn't use the oven — seared the heck out of it in a pan on the stove. Made a murgh malai tikka. It's supposed to be like a kebab. There're skewers in the larder, but I couldn't be bothered to get them out. Hahaha. So they were placed unglamorously in the food box in the fridge, with a few pieces taken out to be eaten at the moment.
Piled all the food onto a deep plate for the man. (This isn't my lunch. I didn't feel like having hot food. Had granola and açaí! Ha.) The man was super pleased with his lunch. Dhal over basmati rice, chicken, and topped with an egg, tomatoes, lime and chilli padi. All the spices he loves. Then he went back to crunch out work calls and papers. The lunch held him up till he emerged from the study at 8pm.
A few days later, we had gift of a whole bag of prawn vadai (Gordon Khoo's). As usual, some went into the freezer to prolong and some into the fridge. The man enjoys a hot robust breakfast. He isn't unopposed to a full English fry-up, but he'll take a hearty thosai and chutney over that any day. He actually gets rather grouchy if he doesn't get to eat Indian food at least four meals a week. So a breakfast of prawn vadai with a crunchy green chilli and a dollop of homecooked dhal. BEST.
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