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Cooking for Househusbands – Chicken “Do Piaza”

February 7, 2019

In these days of “Butter” Chicken – “Kadhai” Chicken – “Handi” Chicken etc – it is very rare to get an authentic Chicken “Do Piaza”.

“Do Piaza” is also spelt Do Pyaza” or Do Pyaaza”

I will use the spelling DO PIAZA 

A few days ago – a Foodie Friend uploaded a picture of the Chicken “Do Piaza” she had cooked on the Social Media.

Looking at the picture of  “Do Piaza” brought back nostalgic mouthwatering memories of the “Do Piaza” I used to cook for my friends many years ago during my Navy days.

(When we invited friends for dinner – my “pure vegetarian” wife would cook the vegtetarian food – and I would cook the non-vegetarian dish)

So – Dear Friends – let me delve deep into my Foodie Writing Archives – and pull out this recipe on “Do Piaza” which I wrote more than 25 years ago.

The recipe also features in my Foodie Adventures Book APPETITE FOR A STROLL

Happy Cooking and Happy Eating…

CHICKEN DO PIAZA MADE SIMPLE

An Easy Recipe for the ultimate Mughlai Dish By Vikram Karve 

From my Foodie Writing Archives:

One of my favourite Recipes – Chicken Do Piaza – my favourite Chicken Curry.

It is easy to cook and tastes delicious.

If you prefer mutton, then mutton do piaza can be cooked the same way.

Only thing, before you marinate mutton, rubbing a bit of raw papaya paste makes it a bit tender.

Sadly, very few restaurants in Pune feature Do Piaza on their menu, since most Indian Non-Veg Cuisine (in restaurants out here in Pune) is either Kolhapuri or Punjabi.

Even the minuscule few eateries that have Do Piaza on their menus, and serve this dish, do such a terrible job of cooking it – they almost “murder” this Mughlai Delicacy.

So it is best to cook this wonderful dish at home.  

THE STORY OF DO PIAZA – Why This Dish is called Do Piaza”  

If you want a first impression of the authenticity of a “Mughlai” Restaurant – the first dish you must order and taste is a “Do Piaza”

This will give you an idea of the standard and authenticity of Mughlai Cuisine you can expect there.

Indeed – “Do Piaza” may be considered the culinary benchmark to judge and evaluate a Mughlai Restaurant.

And – if Mutton or Chicken Do Piaza does not figure on the menu – you better order Chinese or Continental – or stick to the ubiquitous “Punjabi”  Butter Chicken-Naan routine…!!!

Do Piaza” means “two onions” – or rather – “double onions”.

Now – how did this dish get its name…?

Maybe it’s apocryphal – but legend has it that this delicious dish was invented by Mullah Do-Piaza – a renowned and celebrated cook at the Mughal Emperor Akbar’s court – who was one of the Navaratnas (Nine Jewels) at Akbar’s Court.

It is said he could conjure up culinary delights using only two onions – and a Mughlai Dish cooked in that particular style is called a “Do Piaza”.

Water is not used at all when cooking a “Do Piaza”.

Onions (Piaz or Pyaaz) are used twice.

Hence – the name “Do” (“Two”) Piaza (Pyaza/Pyaaza) – spell it whichever way you like.  

The Urdu or Hindi – the word “Do” refers to the number 2 (Two).

Pyiaz means Onion.

Since Onions are used Twice in the recipe – the dish is called “Do Piaza” (Two Onions).

So – we have the first “Piaza” – and then – the second “Piaza”  making it Do Piaza”…!!!

Come to Kitchen with me Dear Reader and Fellow Foodie.

Let us together cook a Chicken Do Piaza.

It takes time – but it’s easy.

RECIPE FOR CHICKEN DO PIAZA 

THE FIRST PIAZA 

First cut a generous number of onions into rings.

Yes – round separate onion rings.

The more the onion rings – the sweeter the gravy.

Now – in a large cooking vessel – put in the chicken pieces.

Add a liberal amount of curd – and mix well with the chicken pieces.

Copiously layer the chicken-curd mixture with the onion rings.

Cover with a tight lid and set aside to marinate for at least an hour.

Remember – do not vigorously mix in the onion rings – just liberally layer the chicken-curd mélange with the onion rings.

After marinating the chicken-curd-onion ring mixture for an hour or more – place the vessel with the marinated chicken on a slow fire with the lid on.

Let the chicken cook slowly in its own juices – and the juices released by the onion rings.

Cook on slow fire with lid covered till the onion rings are reduced to a pulp.

When most of the liquid dries up – and the chicken looks succulent and cooked – shut the flame.

The first “Piaza” is ready.

Yes – Dear Reader – this is the First “Piaza”…!!!

THE SECOND PIAZA

In another pan – pour in and heat pure ghee.

When the ghee is hot put in sliced onions (the “second” piaza).

Please Note:

The First “Piaza” has Round “Onions Rings” 

The Second “Piaza” has “Sliced Onions”

Fry the sliced onions till crisp brown.

Add finely chopped ginger and garlicbay leaf, slit green chilliescardamomscinnamonclovespeppercorns – and fry for some time till the spices release their flavour.

Then – add an adequate amount of chopped tomatoes.

Stir the gravy gently and fry on slow fire.

When the ghee separates from the gravy – the “Second Piaza” is ready.

DO PIAZA (Adding the First Piaza to the Second Piaza)

When the ghee separates from the gravy – add the “First Piaza” which you have already cooked to the “Second Piaza”.

Yes – add the succulent cooked chicken [cooked in curd and onion rings] from the first pot (“First Piaza”) to the hot gravy simmering in the second pot (“Second Piaza”)

Increase the flame.

Stir fry – till well browned – and the gravy becomes nice and thick.

I do not like to add garam masala, turmeric, red chilli powder, or any other spice powders – but if you like it – go ahead.

Add salt to taste – and give a stir.

I always find it best to taste the gravy – and add the minimal amount of salt as necessary almost at the end of the cooking process.

When the gravy is nicely browned and ready – garnish with fresh green coriander – and shut the flame.

Remember:

DO NOT ADD WATER AT ANY STAGE OF THE COOKING

If you add water – you will ruin the dish.

“Do Piaza” cooks in its own juices – both during the First “Piaza” – and Second “Piaza”.

EATING THE “DO PIAZA”

Place the “Do Piaza” in a serving dish – squeeze a lemon – garnish with fresh green chopped coriander – and your Chicken Do Piaza is ready to eat.

But first – let’s “visually” savour the “Do Piaza” in our mind’s eye.

A good “Do Piaza” looks appetizing – nicely browned generous pieces of succulent chicken – in translucent juicy onion rings in scrumptious gravy.

“Do Piaza” smells good too – heavenly mouth-watering aroma wafts towards you – making you smack your lips – and salivate in anticipation of the gastronomic treat that awaits you.

“Do Piaza” tastes marvellous – absolutely delicious.

“Do Piaza” is tasty – but it is not “Spicy Hot” – like most Indian Curries.

A good “Do Piaza” is mild and flavoursome – and the unique sweet zest of onions is discernible.

As you savour your “Do Piaza” – the heavenly medley of flavours and fragrances synergizes inside you – and you feel a sense of supreme satisfaction.

You must eat this dish hot and fresh.

Relish the Chicken “Do Piaza” with hot chapatis, phulkas, naan, roti, kulcha – or even a piece of soft fluffy bun, pav or fresh bread – and you will experience sheer bliss.

Happy Cooking and Happy Eating Chicken “Do Piaza” 

VIKRAM KARVE

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All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the story are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/12/simple-indian-cooking-chicken-do-piaza.html

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Revised Version of My Article SIMPLE COOKING – CHICKEN DO PIAZA published in my book APPETITE FOR A STROLL (2008) and posted online in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog on 25 Aug 2010 and Posted by me Vikram Karve at 8/25/2010 05:39:00 PM at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2010/08/chicken-do-piaza-simple-recipe-for.html

Recipe also reposted many times on my various blogs including at urls: https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/12/09/how-to-cook-do-piaza-recipe/  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/12/simple-indian-cooking-chicken-do-piaza.html  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2015/01/how-to-cook-chicken-do-pyaza-easy-recipe.html  https://www.quora.com/profile/Vikram-Karve/Writing-by-VIKRAM-KARVE/Recipe-Chicken-Do-Pyaza  http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2011/12/simple-recipe-for-ultimate-mughlai-dish.html

Encounter with “Ex-Wife”

February 7, 2019

The moment the man sees his “Ex-Wife” – he shouts at her:

“What are you doing here…?” 

“I came to see you…” the man’s “Ex-Wife” says. 

“Why have you come to see me…? I told you very clearly that I don’t want to see your face for the rest of my life…” the man says to his “Ex-Wife”. 

“Even I don’t want to see your face – but – I desperately need your help…” his “Ex-Wife” says. 

Read on – Dear Reader – A Story of  an Encounter between and Man and His “Ex-Wife”… 

INAPPROPRIATE LOVE

Fiction Short Story By Vikram Karve

Place:

A Corporate Office in Mumbai

Dramatis Personae:

A Man

A Woman (His Ex-Wife)

Their Daughter (Pooja)

A Lady Office Colleague of the Man (Mala)

Inappropriate Love – A Story by Vikram Karve 

The moment the man sees his “Ex-Wife” – he shouts at her:

“What are you doing here…?” 

“I came to see you…” the man’s “Ex-Wife” says.

“Why have you come to see me…? I told you very clearly that I don’t want to see your face for the rest of my life…” the man says to his “Ex-Wife”.

“Even I don’t want to see your face – but – I desperately need your help…” his “Ex-Wife” says.

“Help…? You need my help…? What help…?”

“You will have to look after our daughter…”

“What…? You want me to look after Pooja…?”

“Yes. You will have to take care of our daughter Pooja from now on. I want her to live with you…”

“You want Pooja to live with me…?”

“Yes…”

“I just don’t understand. I still remember how viciously you fought the custody battle for Pooja – you called me a “dangerous” man – you said that our daughter’s life would be in danger if she lived with me – because I was a “violent brute” – and now – you want to leave our daughter with me…?”

“I made a mistake…”

“Your lawyer – he threatened me – that if I didn’t give up custody of our daughter – you would even file “domestic violence” and “dowry harassment” cases against me – and you would get me arrested…”

“I am sorry – he told me to do it…”

“You made all sorts of false allegations against me. You told them that I regularly beat up Pooja – you told them that Pooja won’t be safe with me…”

“Please…”

“By peddling all sorts of lies – you managed to win custody of our daughter – and worse – you even managed to curtail my visiting rights by projecting me as an “evil influence” …”

“I told you – what I did was very wrong – I am sorry…”

“And now – you want to hand over our daughter Pooja to me…?”

“Yes…”

“But why…? Why do you want Pooja to live with me…?”

“She is not safe in our house…”

“Pooja is not “safe” at your place…? What do you mean…?”

“My husband…”

“What about him…?”

“I suspect that he indulges in “inappropriate behaviour” with her…”

Inappropriate Behaviour…? What do you mean by “inappropriate behaviour”…?”

“You know what I mean. Please don’t ask me anything…”

“No. You will have to tell me exactly what “inappropriate behaviour” your husband is doing to Pooja. Is he…?”

“Please. Please. Please. I don’t want to speak on this disgusting topic – otherwise I will break down. You please take Pooja with you. I beg you…”

“Bloody Pervert – Let’s go right now and report him to the police…”

“No. No. Please…”

“What do you mean “NO” – the filthy bugger is sexually abusing our daughter – he must be arrested and taught a lesson he won’t forget…”

“I don’t have any proof…”

“What do you mean that you don’t have any proof…? You just said that he indulges in “inappropriate behaviour”…”

“I have not actually seen him…”

“You have never seen him doing anything wrong – like touching her inappropriately…?”

“No…”

“Then – how can you…?”

“I can see it in his eyes…”

“What…?”

“The way he looks at her – I can see the lechery in his eyes…”

“So – you just suspect that he has evil intentions…?”

“I know…”

“You know…? Did Pooja say anything…?”

“No – she is too small to understand these things…”

“So – are you just imagining all these things…?”

“No – my “motherly instinct” tells me that something is wrong…”

“Motherly instinct…? I really don’t know whether to believe you or not. Knowing your devious nature – I wonder whether you have some ulterior motive…”

“No. No. Please believe me. He is a filthy pervert. Our daughter Pooja is unsafe with him…”

“Well – when I saw him last – he certainly didn’t look like an obscene pervert – in fact – he looked like a suave gentleman – so refined and soft-spoken…”

“Yes – he looks like a polite gentleman – but – that’s from the outside – for the sake of society. From the inside – behind closed doors – he is a depraved disgusting sadist…” the woman says, and she breaks into tears.

“Did he do anything to you…?” the man asks the woman.

“I don’t want to talk about it. You just take our daughter Pooja away from him…”

“But how can you continue living with such a sadistic pervert…? Why don’t you leave him…?”

“How many husbands can I leave…? My first husband turned out to be an alcoholic – I left him. Then – my second husband – you – you were a “wife-beater”…”

“How dare you call me a “wife-beater”…? I beat you only once – and – you deserved it…”

“What do you mean “I deserved it”…?”

“You committed adultery – you betrayed my trust – you were unfaithful, disloyal – you were cheating on me – and I caught you red-handed in bed with that filthy swine – who is now your husband…”

“You thrashed us badly – violence is not justified…”

“What did you expect me to do in the situation…? I cannot tolerate betrayal of trust – and – you betrayed my trust…”

“Even if I was wrong – you shouldn’t have beaten me so badly…”

“I lost control of myself…” the man says.

The man pauses for a moment.

Then – he looks at the woman – and he says to her:

“Tell me one thing.

How do you know that I won’t lose control of myself again…?

That is why I am asking you again.

At the custody hearing – you kept on saying that I am a “violent brute”.

If that is so – why do you want to leave Pooja with me…?”

The woman says to the man – her Ex-Husband:

“Pooja will be safe with you. I know that you love her – you will care for her well – you will never harm her…”

The man says to his Ex-Wife:

“I don’t know about that. But – I can’t trust you. You have a devious and vindictive nature. My inner voice tells me that you have some ulterior motive…”

“Please – I beg you…” the woman says to her ex-husband.

“Tomorrow – you may say that I have kidnapped Pooja – and you will get me arrested…” the man says to the woman.

“Please – I promise you…”

“Ha Ha – a “promise” – and from a cheat like you…?”

“I will give you whatever you want in writing – I will sign any paper you want…”

“Okay – we’ll see about that. But – before that – tell me how did you know that I would be here in Mumbai today…?”

“I know that you come to the Mumbai Head Office every month…”

“But – how did you know that I will be here today…? Have you got a “spy” in my office…? Who told you…?”

“I promised her that I will not tell you…”

“Mala…?”

“Yes. Mala told me. In fact – our daughter Pooja is sitting in her office…”

“What…? You have brought Pooja here…?”

“Yes – along with her bags…”

“You packed her bags and brought her here…?”

“You take Pooja with you to Delhi in the evening…”

“Are you crazy…?”

“Mala said that she will manage the air ticket on the same flight…”

“I am not talking about the air ticket. What have you told Pooja…? I doubt she even knows that I am her father. She was so small when you took her away.”

“I have told her about you…”

“You told Pooja that I am her father…?”

“No. I told her that you were an “Uncle” – I have shown her your picture – I have told her you are taking her on a holiday for a few days because I have to go abroad for a few days on work…”

“She doesn’t even know me. She won’t come with me…”

“She will come with you. In fact – she is quite excited about the flight journey and all the things you are going to show her in Delhi…”

“You are a wily scheming woman – aren’t you…? And – what about your husband – that filthy lecherous pervert…?”

“He is away on tour…”

“Have you told him that you are sending Pooja with me…?”

“No…”

“He knows you have custody. He may create trouble later…”

“He cannot do anything. She is my daughter – not his…”

“I am not very comfortable with all this…”

“I told you – I will sign whatever document you want – on “stamp paper” – anything you say…”

“I will talk to Mala – she is the legal advisor…”

“I have already told Mala – she is preparing the papers for us to sign – she said she will get all the formalities done…”

“What…? Mala never told me all this…”

“Please. Don’t say anything to her. She is just trying to help…”

“I am really angry with Mala. She has no business to interfere in my personal life…”

“She is just trying to help. Please try to understand…”

“I still feel that you should leave your husband and live separately with Pooja. If you are short of money – I will try and help you out…”

“I can’t leave him…”

“Why can’t you leave him…? You divorced twice – do it once more. With your “talent” – I am sure you will easily find one more husband. Of course – with your luck – he may turn out to be even worse your previous husbands…”

“Please don’t be cruel…”

“You will have to tell me why you can’t leave this bloody filthy pervert…”

“I love him…”

“What…? You love him – that depraved sadist – the sick paedophile…”

“I can’t leave him. I don’t want to talk about him. You please take Pooja with you. Please – Pooja is your daughter – do you want something terrible to happen to her…? I beg you – please take Pooja with you…” the woman says – and she breaks down totally and collapses into the chair.

“You go and sit in Mala’s office. You are a cunning woman. I am still not sure of your motives. Let me think the whole thing over…” the man says.

The woman composes herself – and she says to the man:

“Please don’t take out your anger on Mala…”

“I need some time to think. You please go and sit in Mala’s office. I will come there and tell you my decision…”

The woman leaves.

The man sits in a chair – he closes his eyes – and thinks about the whole thing.

15 minutes later – his decision made – he picks up the intercom and calls Mala.

Mala picks up the intercom at the other end – and she says:

“Hello…”

The man says to Mala:

“Mala – please tell her to take Pooja and go away – I cannot look after Pooja…”

“Sir – your wife has already gone away…” Mala says to the man.

“She is not my wife…”

“Sorry. I mean your “ex-wife” – she has already gone away…”

“That’s good…”

“But – your daughter Pooja is here in my office…”

“What…?”

“Yes, Sir – your “ex-wife” – she left Pooja here with me – and she went away. She told me that you were taking her to Delhi with you. I have already booked Pooja’s ticket on your flight….” Mala says to the man.

“Who told you to do that…? I am not taking that girl with me…” the man says.

“Sir – your daughter is so cute – she is such a darling – I am bringing her to you – you will love her so much – I am sure you will take her along with you…” Mala says to the man.

Three hours later – the small girl called Pooja – full of innocence – she sits with her father in the car. 

And – the two of them – father and daughter – they travel to Mumbai Airport to catch the flight to Delhi. 

VIKRAM KARVE

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Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the story are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright Notice:

No part of this Blog may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopying or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the Blog Author Vikram Karve who holds the copyright.

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Link to my original post in my Blog Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2017/08/inappropriate-love.html

This Story is also posted in my writing blog at urls:  https://karve.wordpress.com/2017/08/23/inappropriate-love-a-story/ and  https://karve.wordpress.com/2018/01/13/a-story-of-inappropriate-love/

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