So I decided to make butter chicken. I thought to myself, “Self, I should make something delicious and easy that I can just toss into the crock pot.” So I found this recipe.
Well, instead of being normal and buying all the ingredients– I went out and bought the raw materials. That’s right, today I made this curry paste, with the side effect of having made garam masala, too. Then I went looking for a tandoori masala spice mix recipe. Made all of these from scratch, toasting the spices and everything. This took a while. This is NOT a quick thing. Did I mention I am making my tomato base from scratch, too? Using this recipe, and I cut it down by about 1/16 (Guessing– I used about a pound of tomatoes– not 8 quarts.) so I’d get my handy 5.5 oz of paste. Yeah, I’m insane. But this is one of the many wonderful things I got out of it. As well as some much needed sanity.
There was something very satisfying about cooking down my pureed onions, peppers, spices and tomatoes to make a paste for later. It was fragrant, calming and wondrous, to watch a mess of puree to cook down to an organic gooey thing. The process is magic. Though I didn’t need to, I also made some tamarind paste for another project. I discovered there’s a part missing on my pressure cooker, so I had to use just a regular pot. That worked pretty well, too.
But hey, *tomorrow* I’ll have the most scratch made butter chicken outside of an Indian restaurant run by OCD sufferers. However, I aim to enjoy my OCD as much as possible. 🙂 Indian food is one way to do this. 🙂
FYI: I found something I thought was gone for good. I’ll give you a hint. It’s very special to me.