Tonight's report from the kitchen involves combining recipes for dal palak and palak paneer and about the only thing we could have done to complicate the cooking process was make the paneer from scratch, because otherwise I mean I ended up making my own garam masala (I am so glad the mortar and pestle is no longer in storage) while
spatch chopped ginger and garlic and kept an eye on the lentils boiling and the spinach cooking down and I pan-fried cubes of paneer until they were lightly, crisply brown on the sides and I regret nothing. Autolycus regrets intensely that we did not let him stick his face in the cast-iron skillet full of lentils and spinach and butter and cheese, or at least lick out the rice pot by way of compensation, but we are pretty sure he would have regretted it a lot more eventually had he succeeded.
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