Have been thinking on writing this up for aeons now.
I live in hyd which has its usual complements of autisms.
Hyderabad is biryani country. From the birth of the infant to the grave the number of chicken"s" an average hyderabadi"y" consumes in biryani can feed somalia for decades.What escapes me in totality how can one have the hallowed dish for brunch,lunch,dinner and supper. Beats me.
However the case in point is not about biryani.I just love the way hyderabadis sell chicken.Everyday I pass through this road en route to office. There is a poultry ki dukaan (shop i.e.) that says live skinned chicken. Yes i accepted that this means they skin the chicken live and the available product is live. With a great deal of pepper , salt and irani chai i accept that.The average clientele of the shop I guess are more than swayed by the public exhibition of the butchered birds than to fall for the firang calligraphy.
What did it for me was the caterer at the office.(Food I cant complain about .. judge yourself).
One fine day I reach the cafeteria and was looking at the menu under "A La Carte".Yes they used the word without a spelling mistake.The first innocuous entry read : LIVE CHICKEN CURRY. Oh I get it they butcher it live, skin it live, curry it live and serve it (yuck) live.Nobody it seems spared a thought about my poor appetite.The same stayed on the menu for a couple of months and the coward that I was ,I never had the heart to talk to the guys.Well it was fun while it lasted.
My latest tummy turner is : CHICKEN ROGAN JUICE.I am off liquids for a couple of months now.
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