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Notes: This recipe was hand written by Granny when she came to visit us one year in Washington. Granny was the Vindaloo Queen! When we were just kids, we remember Granny used to cook up a big batch of Vindaloo whenever we went on a long vacation in the family Buick station wagon. I remember a time when we went to Yosemite for a two-week-long camping trip. The station-wagon was crammed as could be with three in the front, three or four in the back and being the smallest, Louise, Stella, Paul and I in the cargo area piled high with sleeping bags, tent, supplies, etc. In the midst of the piled-high cargo, was the three of us along with the Vindaloo pot. Vindaloo has a very pungent, strong, spicy smell that can turn your stomach. That was so unpleasant we sat holding our noses and kept our breathing as shallow as possible until we were about to pass out. The stench was so strong it was indelibly etched into our memories for the rest of our lives. However, we didn't complain when we got hungry and had nothing but Vindaloo and rice to eat. With the passing of time, funny, now we can look back fondly and laugh."
Louise is suffering with PTSD from the experience!!! Ugh I can smell it now 😣 Paul was in back with us too. Granny said she made vindaloo because it didn't spoil because of the vinegar (preservative) and lasts for days. I don't recall having a cooler for food either. No wonder we have strong "constitutions" a word granny used. (If we used a cooler, where the heck would we sit?)
Paul remembers the rubber bands used to keep lids on... no Tupperware in those days. Yes I was spoiled “during” weekends. Spending the week with Granny was a whole different ball game. Still Loved her a lot!
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