by Mandira Moitra Sarkar
Boarding school mealtimes were memorable in more ways than one. We would file into the large Refectory four times a day usually famished and sit down at long allocated tables - about 15 to a table organised by age. Groans of despair could be heard from all around almost immediately - those meals were probably the worst I have ever eaten - cold, congealed and tasteless.
Is this your first visit here? Welcome to Indian Chai Stories!
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My name is Gowri Mohanakrishnan and I'm a tea planter's wife. I started this blog because one of the things that I wouldn't want us to lose in a fast changing world is the tea story - a story always told with great seriousness, no matter how funny - always true (always), maybe a tall tale, long, or short, impossible, scary, funny or exciting but never dull.
Happy reading! Cheers to the spirit of Indian Tea!
Meet the writer: Mandira Moitra Sarkar
'I consider myself a true Chai Ka Baby. Apart from being born in tea, I am probably one of those few people whose grandfather was in tea and whose parents were actually married in tea . So the groom, bride, best man, wedding, honeymoon, children etc. etc. were all from tea!!! I have had three proper homes in tea - parents, grandparents and Mama ( maternal uncle) all being tea planters in addition to friends. I currently live in leafy Surrey in a chai inspired colonial home ( I think so at least!) with my car mad husband and very grown up teenager. After 17 years as a management consultant, I finally started Surrey Spice which aims to bring proper Indian food inspired by the regions, seasons and festivals of India. Apart from cooking , I love to travel and am a passionate blogger - and still live (mentally) amongst the verdant tea bushes of Assam.'
Here are links to more stories by Mandira on this blog : https://teastorytellers.blogspot.com/search/label/Mandira%20Moitra%20Sarkar
https://teastorytellers.blogspot.com/p/mandira-moitra-sarkar-cooks-up-story_6.html
Read about Manidra's Kitchen here: https://www.facebook.com/MandirasKitchenSurrey/
Boarding school mealtimes were memorable in more ways than one. We would file into the large Refectory four times a day usually famished and sit down at long allocated tables - about 15 to a table organised by age. Groans of despair could be heard from all around almost immediately - those meals were probably the worst I have ever eaten - cold, congealed and tasteless.
However
to compensate for being away from home for over 9 months and make meal times
more palatable our mothers armed us with survival kits at the beginning of each
term - amazing Tuck Boxes! These were large tea crates crammed with gorgeous
home-made goodies which we unpacked and stored in the large deep wooden
cupboards or wire mesh cages dotted all around.
Tuck
rules were strict and even 30 years later remain indelibly etched in my memory.
You were allowed to take out certain things during specific meals -no idea when
or who had set these up but we faithfully followed them - a bit like the gospel
lessons.
Breakfast
allowed you cheese, butter, milk powder, the ubiquitous "Bournvita"
etc to make that watery liquid and soggy sponge squares passed off as milk and
bread more palatable whilst lunch and dinner allowed pickles, squash and fruit
that was stored in the wired cage in the corner. (Fruit usually lasted a week
into term).
Tea
times were a lot more flexible - that's when the cakes, biscuits and other
treats made an appearance. Everything that was taken to the table at tea time
was supposed to be passed around which meant that usually by the second or
third week into term we were back to the meagre bread and butter rations served
as staple. After that we did have some sort of saviour in the form of Radharani
stores where generous parents had a tab running for their perpetually hungry
children.
The
store proprietors knew this and kept both prices and service equally high. At
the age of eight, this offered us great freedom of choice that we exercised
unwisely and I for one remember large bills my mum signing off at the end of
term before embarking on our long journey back home. The sole contents of those
hugely inflated bills consisted mainly of chocolates, Bourbon biscuits and
"jhal chips " all of which had zero nutrition but 100% taste. However
even today chocolate filled "Bourbons" remain a firm favourite so
here goes ... As in those days - both the nutrition content and taste remain
unchanged!
Ingredients:
250 gms plain flour
250 gms plain flour
125 gms
unsalted chilled butter
125 gms
caster sugar
2 tbsp
golden syrup
50 gms
cocoa powder
1tsp
soda bicarb
3 tblsp
milk
Filling:
75 gms unsalted butter
125 gms
icing sugar
15 gms
cocoa powder
Method: Preheat oven to 180 degrees. Combine
all the biscuit ingredients in a food processor until lumpy and then tip on a
work surface and bring together. Roll out dough on a sheet of parchment keeping
it rectangular and dusting with flour. Trim to approx a 23 x 30 cm rectangle.
Cut
into 3 even strips and then at 2.5 cms. Mark five dots on each. Chill for 30
min. Bake for 25 min, carefully remove and separate the biscuits. Leave to
cool. Make the filling by combining all the ingredients and sandwich the
biscuits together. Stays for five days if you can manage to keep it that long!Is this your first visit here? Welcome to Indian Chai Stories!
Do you have a chai story of your own to share?
Send it to me here, please : indianchaistories@gmail.com.
My name is Gowri Mohanakrishnan and I'm a tea planter's wife. I started this blog because one of the things that I wouldn't want us to lose in a fast changing world is the tea story - a story always told with great seriousness, no matter how funny - always true (always), maybe a tall tale, long, or short, impossible, scary, funny or exciting but never dull.
Happy reading! Cheers to the spirit of Indian Tea!
Meet the writer: Mandira Moitra Sarkar
'I consider myself a true Chai Ka Baby. Apart from being born in tea, I am probably one of those few people whose grandfather was in tea and whose parents were actually married in tea . So the groom, bride, best man, wedding, honeymoon, children etc. etc. were all from tea!!! I have had three proper homes in tea - parents, grandparents and Mama ( maternal uncle) all being tea planters in addition to friends. I currently live in leafy Surrey in a chai inspired colonial home ( I think so at least!) with my car mad husband and very grown up teenager. After 17 years as a management consultant, I finally started Surrey Spice which aims to bring proper Indian food inspired by the regions, seasons and festivals of India. Apart from cooking , I love to travel and am a passionate blogger - and still live (mentally) amongst the verdant tea bushes of Assam.'
Here are links to more stories by Mandira on this blog : https://teastorytellers.blogspot.com/search/label/Mandira%20Moitra%20Sarkar
https://teastorytellers.blogspot.com/p/mandira-moitra-sarkar-cooks-up-story_6.html
Read about Manidra's Kitchen here: https://www.facebook.com/MandirasKitchenSurrey/
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