Dishes from my Other blog - Quick 'Moar kuzhambu' / yogurt soup (Day 165)

This is something no self respecting host will ever allow near a guest. No siree.. these are reserved for those lazy days, when the mere mention of cooking induces a severe face scrunch. Its usually paired with refrigerated rice thats been quickly reheated in the microwave along with some papads.

It takes about 10 minutes from start to finish.

You need:

1 cup yogurt
2 cups water
1 tablespoon garbanzo flour
2 tablespoons sesame oil
1 teaspoon mustard
1 teaspoon Cumin
1 Arbol chile broken in two
1 sprig curry leaves, torn
sliced serrano peppers (optional)
1 pinch asafetida
Salt to taste

Whisk together the yogurt, water, salt & the garbanzo flour, so that there are no lumps. Heat the oil in a pan, and once it begins to shimmer add the mustard, cumin, fenugreek & the arbol chile. When the mustard sputters and the fenugreek and the arbol chile turn brown, toss in the curry leaves, serrano and the asafetida and give the mixture a quick stir. Pour in the yogurt mixture, lower the heat, and simmer until the mixture appears to thicken. Remove from heat, pour over warm rice & slurp down.

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