Skip to main content

Shelling Season


Do you get excited when shelling beans are in season. Dried beans and legumes of all kinds are a staple for me, but there is something extra special about fresh borlotti beans that make an appearance for a few weeks each year.

So when I got some shelling beans, I decided to make this simple salad rather than drown them in curry the way my cook wished to. It's just boiled beans, steamed corn, chopped black olives, chopped scallions and a few mint leaves. I mixed all of these in a bowl, then made a simple vinaigrette.

In a mixing bowl, add a tbsp of your best olive oil and a tbsp of white wine vinegar. Add enough salt and freshly crushed pepper to season your salad, then whisk everything until blended. Pour this over the salad, mix and let it chill in the fridge for a few hours for the flavors to mingle.

Comments

CurryLeaf said…
Yum Delicious.Perfect salad.Filling and Have heard of the borlotti beans,but is there anyother local/hindi name ?I would like to see if it is available here.
R the shells in pink colour? I think so Do let me know
Ann said…
I don't think I've seen that pink bean either. Good girl - healthy meal - happy doctor. Now stop already and post another fudgy brownie recipe, I'll have my people (man)handle the doctor....
Srivalli said…
Lovely picture Simmi..
Malar Gandhi said…
Perfect salad, very fulfilling meal.
Simran, I'm a doctor too, and I'll tell you a secret. The biggest contributing factor to health is happiness. So, go ahead, and have what you really want. It's not as if you're going to have cake 3 times a day 7 days a week anyway! That said, this salad looks delicious too.
Padhu Sankar said…
Healthy and filling!
Poonam said…
looks yumm simran!! :))

Popular posts from this blog

Tales of A Female Nomad

This month, our book club goes on a nomadic tour. We traveled with Rita Golden Gelman, a writer who sold everything she owned after the shock of a divorce and became a nomad. Not a tourist, because Rita stays away from everything that a tourist does and instead, tries to live the lives of people she visits.

From Mexico to Israel to Galapago Islands, Rita goes the way least traveled, always preferring to stay as a boarder with natives. And sometimes, going to places not even locals will go, places so secluded yet beautiful that Rita's description takes your breath away, urges you to become a nomad yourself.

Yet even nomads sometimes find their roots. Rita found hers in Bali where she spent eight years. Starting as a boarder with a prince, she eventually became a part of the family. I instantly knew I wanted to cook something Indonesian. I picked Nasi Goreng, the Indonesian fried rice.



There are as many recipes for Nasi Goreng as there are cooks. Some use tomatoes, others tamarind.…

The Bread Whisperer

What do an electrical engineer, a monk and an IT trainer have in common? These are all the things Abhilash was before he turned his attention to bread baking. Not the one to pick an easy path, Abhilash started with the most temperamental of breads - the sourdough - as his baking adventure. At first, he was baking these loaves for himself. Accolades from friends and family quickly followed and much to the delight of this writer, he turned his passion into a full time career six months back.

For the uninitiated, a sourdough bread is made by fermenting the dough with naturally occurring yeast, making it harder to perfect than the bread made with commercial yeast. The bread's signature tang and the open crumb, with lots of holes, is only made better with a high hydration dough that is super tricky to master. While extremely popular around the world, good sourdough is an elusive commodity in Mumbai and there are only a handful of bakers I would trust when I am looking for bread.

Thoro…

Mystery Fruit

This only happened a few times every year, just when the rainy season kicked in. A street hawker will come by, straw basket on head. He will yell "kaul chapni" and I will run out to buy a bundle of these. Stuck together like flowers, they looked like a bouquet. Every hole contains a little fruit. You break out the package, peel the tiny fruit that pops out and eat it. Done slowly, it can take you an hour to eat an head. Or did, when I was about 12 years old.

That was the last time I saw this fruit. I've never seen it again, didn't even know what it was called or where it came from. Three weeks back, Vikram Doctor wrote about a store in Khar that sells Sindhi foods. He described this fruit and I knew it came from my vivid childhood memories. And finally, I knew we were talking about lotus fruit.

Now talk about coincidences. Last weekend, I was passing by a lane in Bandra and for the first time in many, many years I saw the straw basket filled with my mytery fruit. It…