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Forbidden Rice Salad


I know you are eager to get to the salad. But for those waiting with bated breath to hear about my starter (you are, right?), I have created a spreadsheet tracking it's progress versus the Debra Wink recipe I am using. Have a look here.

Now, the salad. This is black rice that's grown in China. I think the legend of only emperors being allowed to eat it is a marketing gimmick. But I always fall for the name - it's forbidden rice after all. So I soaked 1/2 cup of forbidden rice for 2 hours. Then boiled it in plenty for water until it was cooked (just like pasta). It took around 20-25 minutes. Mixed in a thinly sliced spring onion, 2-3 chopped radishes and a handful of cilantro.

For the dressing, I mixed juice of one lemon with a tbsp of olive oil, salt, pepper and sumac (for that extra tang and the lovely, lovely color). Whisked it together and poured it on top of the rice.

Comments

Srivalli said…
That is so colourful! I am yet to try forbidden rice..
Janaki said…
This looks very promising... :D Where did u get the forbidden rice?
K said…
I have never heard of this rice before. Good to try it, specially coz it looks so good!
Bharti said…
Gorgeous! Love it.
Spice said…
Another thing added to my "To Try list " : Black Rice...salad looks yummy
manisha lakhe said…
where do you get forbidden rice in Bombay?
manisha lakhe said…
please please tell us where you got forbidden rice in bombay?
Simran said…
I haven't seen forbidden rice being sold in bombay. I got it from a trip to New York

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