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Monday, September 12, 2022

Roast Chicken and my Dad - an inseparable pair :)

 Reading my dad's journal, I have been amused and curious to find 'Roast Chicken' mentioned a countless times. His journal had covered the first few years of the '70s. On every special day that called for a celebration, Roast Chicken was the guest of honour it seemed. This meant no birthday, no small celebration nor a once in a while meal out was complete without his favourite dish. 

He writes of a famous restaurant in the city from where it seemed he's had the most servings of his beloved dish. Since it was obvious that this was his favourite dining house, from which he seemed to have a serving of his prized dish, I had to check it out myself. 

I chose to visit the restaurant on his birthday through sheer curiosity. I may have passed this famous restaurant countless times, without giving much thought to the bond it had created with my dad. But i had never dined here. The place had lost some of its 70's charm compared to the 70's although it was still a decent place to have a sit down meal. 

They only had their prized biriyani with 2 types of chicken offered. One was curry and the other roasted. I had to see how it all looked after assembling the portions. I ordered a complete portion which came in the form of an upturned bowl full of rice, a boiled egg sitting right on top and a generous slab of roast chicken placed on the side. The accompaniments included spicy chicken curry gravy and mint sambol. 

The portion was way too large for me. I served a tablespoon of the savoury rice on half plate and sampled it. It was good considering today's ridiculously prized food standards and their ability to still serve such a dish. I got the rest of the food - rice, chicken, egg and all of the spicy gravy packed as a take away and thought I would let a deserving person relish the complete biriyani. Maybe I will find someone on the way ?

I stepped out holding the packed biriyani carefully rolling my eyes to spot that deserving someone. It should not be too difficult to figure out who should get it, in these times I thought to myself. Sure enough, there was a homeless woman with 2 kids housed in a run down overhead bridge. I was glad, there are kids in this short term happy picture as well. I went over to them and slowly placed the pack on her mat and wished for them to enjoy the meal together. 

I know having a fancy meal for just one day and then go hungry the next day is not the answer to solve hunger. But making someone's day special with stuff they usually cannot afford to have is adding a little magic in someone's life. At least this is the way I see it. 

Dad I can't seem to find your reviews for roast chicken in your journal. I am curious to know which is your best choice, the one mom makes for you (best bet) or the one you got at the restaurant ?

Enjoy your birthday up in your world Dad

Until I see you in the world beyond !



Tuesday, September 06, 2022

How much more should we give up?

 A lot has happened since I last wrote a post on how we get by in our bankrupt homeland. I am wading through a maze of immense disorderliness hanging in the air, to pen down a striking aspect in this whole crisis. That is, how the average person is giving up some things, to be able to manage better with less. This is how the average person is adjusting to a lifestyle designed purely on ‘cost factor’.

Decision making has never been this bizarre. The choice to buy, refill and use happens after weighing on the gains and losses. When the average citizen do their shopping rounds for food, household utilities, healthcare supplies and other, scanning the shelves, checking and comparing prices have become the norm.  If one has been using branded upmarket products, this is the time to ditch them and settle for equally good locally made products. This is especially apt for personal care products. That’s one way of giving up on simple pleasures.

Yes, I am one of the average citizen too, prioritizing only on vital stuff. When it comes to bare essentials such as food and healthcare supplies, I look at the long term benefit in terms of health /value for cost and settle for the best options. There have been many lifestyle adjustments I have made along the way to be able to continue living sensibly in these truly crazy times. But it is increasingly becoming nerve wrecking, why? It’s easier to give up on the ‘wants’ but with ‘needs’ it’s a different game. Because prices of ‘needs’ keep shooting upwards and every week it is a case of re-budgeting, re-planning and re-managing. It is constantly a case of scrutinizing when it comes to managing within means.

At the local stores and supermarkets I see some, in deep thought staring at a product. To me their thoughts read as “should I get this or go for something priced lower?” If the product is put back on the shelf and the person totally walks away from that section, it probably should mean “I can be done with this, this is no longer essential”.

Food remains the biggest cost component that eats into an average income. There is no cutting corners on the key ingredient that fuels our survival, even though some are down to one meal a day. Food is something that cannot be compromised over cost, because of nutritional and health reasons. Doing so would mean we should be prepared to bust tons of time and money under professional healthcare.  Making good food choices and filling up our engines stand grounded as smart options, even though it comes at a heavy price.

So how much are people shaving off their food intake?

Well, let me start with the simplest of things. If families have been having a cup of tea with milk, the adults would chose to have plain tea and let the milk be for the kids. This means the pack of milk powder could be used for a longer time. Single office employees housed in rented dwellings in urban areas usually have their cup of tea when they get to work.

If the average meal comprised of 2 vegetable curries, 1 local green, with a choice of fish, meat or eggs, the composition now would be 1 vegetable curry, 1 green for adults and the kids would get the serving of fish, meat or eggs, if one of these were still affordable. For some it is 1 vegetable curry with rice. The local media reports of many pathetic tales of how some survive on jackfruit, or rice and local green and some even only boiled murunga leaves.

If food is being bought from budget level cafes and kiosks many are buying less and opting to settle only for the spicy gravy minus the meat or fish. Some buy the cheapest choice of accompaniment such as onion or chillie sambol etc., Even dhal curry is becoming unaffordable for some.

For some, breakfast is either a cup of plain tea or a herbal porridge which is taken mid-way between typical breakfast and lunch timings. This is done to space out the hunger pangs and make the system adopt to 2 meals. If you are the observant type, in some workplaces, some will chose to go later for meals or not go at all. Watch out also for the types who come crashing in the morning, just to have a cup of tea.

Dinner for many have turned out to be nothing except going to bed hungry, For some it’s a cup of plain tea.  For those who still could afford the portions may have grown smaller. It is a similar trend with lunch and breakfast.

Socializing and dining with family and friends are increasingly being considered luxury for many. Although some still do it within a tight budget opting for cheaper choices. I guess although many changes have been made in crisis era lifestyles, not everything can be given up so easily. People also need to take the time to let off steam and chuckle at the absurdity and make that a coping mechanism.

Medication although prescribed to be taken in a certain way, (eg. 2 tablets a day etc.,) many are taking half of that quantity, taking less or given up totally because of the high cost. It’s very likely that such people will not have their medical issues sorted because the remedy is not falling in the right proportions.

Every news alert on a price increase of an essential item, drives me to do mental mathematics. My brain becomes a ticking workshop of what that increase would mean, how much more needs to be snipped off, what better adjustments could be made.

If getting on a tuk-tuk after grocery shopping has been the usual practice, today many are choosing to take the bus or walking for cost related reasons. Some may proudly proclaim that it’s healthier to walk. I would say a resounding yes to that but only if we are doing that on our fitness routines. It isn’t so for the ageing citizens riddled with aches, young mothers with kids walking a couple of kilometres laden with mega grocery bags in 32 degree humid weather.  So this means the average citizen has also given up on basic comfort and time, because a tuk-tuk ride is now too costly.

My observations and impressions are of the majority. They are either the daily wage earners, or those positioned in the middle class social ladder. These are the types who are struggling to keep their heads above rising crisis riddled tidal waves. Flipping back to the pre-pandemic era, I never saw as many as entrepreneurs as there are now. Every single house down the lane I walk on, has displayed some essential food items or cooked food for sale. There is an obvious fact evident in here. That is extra income is most welcome. This is merely to keep up with the rising cost of goods and trim the ‘give up’ syndrome.

I used to read and watch quite a lot about economic recessions and bankruptcy happening in other countries. I always tried to fathom what failure truly meant. I looked at the TV screen that showed people carrying wads of currency notes just to buy a load of bread in Zimbabwe. I looked in disbelief at the TV screen that splattered images of unending fuel queues in Venezuela. I saw blown up frustration, anger and dejection in all the eyes of citizens protesting in a few countries where similar trends were forming.

I tried to understand how a person’s emergency fund would work in this degree of uncertainty. I could never fully grasp the depth of it, until it happened in the homeland I live in. The images that appeared on the TV screens of winding fuel queues, rising prices, the same over blown frustration, anger and dejection were reflected in countless protesting citizens.

The lessons this crisis has taught us are priceless. We continue to learn the real cost of failure, ignorance and mismanagement by both leaders and citizens. Each day has become a lesson on managing more with less along with holding or giving up.