Another weekend whizzes by.
And still no sign of peace, quiet, resignation, relaxation. In fact weekends are more challenging with never-ending social commitments, dining out and classes which cannot be taken during the week.
In times like these, I dream. I dream of mountains, of chilly soft breeze, of a great book and of some irresistible coffee.
What! Then why a SALAD recipe?!
When you have spent more time in the car than on your comfy bed.
When you have spent more time choosing gifts for brothers and nephews than lounging in front of your television.
When you have attended back to back Rakhshabandhan pre lunches and dinners, rather than eating khichdi.
For those times dear friends, when you pigged out more than you should have – This post is for those times
I am so not a salad person. All that raw-chewy-leafy is too much for me to chomp on. But weirdly, I felt like skipping dinner and munch on something light-cool and crunchy.
Dear husband’s jaw dropped open when he saw me tossin the greens. Salad huh? Since when?!
Since now. And he beamed, thinking his naturopathy has rubbed off on me. Poor chap doesn’t realize, my salad fad is so temporary.
Picking my favorite raw veggie, cucumbers and decorating them with a bit of color(Read: carrots) and drowning the dish with a lemony sweet vinaigrette, topped with toasted sesame and peanuts is my very own mix mash of innumerable salad recipes that I have come across.
- 1 cup cucumbers, washed, sliced as you please
- 2 tbsp thinly shaved carrots
- 2 tbsp onion rings
- 1/2 tbsp vinegar
- 1 tsp sesame oil
- juice of 1/2 a lime
- 1-2 tsp sugar or honey. I used sugar
- salt to taste
- 1/2 tsp red chili flakes – optional.
- 1 tsp roasted sesame seeds
- 2 tbsp roasted crushed peanuts
In a bowl, add the vinegar, lime, sugar, salt and oil. Mix in the onion rings. Pour this vinaigrette on cold cut cucumbers and carrots. Mix well. Sprinkle sesame seeds, peanuts and red chili flakes. Toss.
I ate it fresh. But you could refrigerate for 30 minutes so that the cucumbers soak up the dressing.
There. Done. Serve.
Serving Suggestion: A calm quiet peaceful solitary setting. Enjoy every morsel. Stun with every flavor.
I did not have this privilege. My 6-year-old was tearing my back down. Grimacing at the bites that I so lovingly offered. Husband was panegyrizing the benefits of salads, in some massive effort to turn me into a hermit.
Soon, I shut the mad room out, bowl in one hand, my inseparable book in the other, and walk into the dreams that I so frequently dwell in.