Showing posts with label gourd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gourd. Show all posts

Monday, February 15, 2010

Vegetables and the market

The other day I had been to the super market (Reliance Fresh) and bought some vegetables. Real fresh vegetables.
At home wifey asked "what is that I see there, is it Brinjal?"
Me "Yes real fresh ones"
Wifey: “But are they Bt Brinjal?
Me “Bt Brinjal? What is that.”
Wifey “See this is what happens when you don't watch NDTV 24x7 and CNN or for that matter you don't even read the papers
Me “So tell me
Wifey: “Well frankly speaking we are not supposed to eat these as they are genetically altered
Me: “But a brinjal is a brinjal, some may call it aubergine or eggplant but it is still a brinjal
Wifey: “and those tomatoes, are they the ones that shrink after 15 days or did you buy the ones which shrink after 45 days?”
Me “Now which channel said that ?
Wifey “No not channel. You should be net savvy and keep browsing to get the latest developments. Today I read on the net that scientists have blocked the two enzymes, á-mannosidase and â-D-N-acetylhexosaminidase by which the tomatoes remain fresh for almost one and a half month
Me “That long eh? So then what about Reliance Fresh ? Poor guys they will have to close shop. At this rate we won't be able to buy anything from outside. As for tomatoes we will have to wait as my garden fresh tomatoes are still green and its not yet time to pluck it"
green tomato
Wifey: “Yeah, and I did see some bitter gourd in the same pot
Me: “Yep, I too noticed that. May be some seeds found its way into the same pot. Any way I don’t like bitter gourd. Its very bitter.”
Wifey: “These dark green ones are only good for frying. You should get those big light green ones which we get in Kerala. They are hardly bitter and very good for making curry


Wifey: “Why don’t you grow those nice big red tomatoes like the one you photographed in the market ?
Me: “Oh that, . . . . yes I remember how the shop keeper was keeping a hawk’s eye on me, as if I was going to topple his pyramid


Me: “OK, how about growing water melons?
Wifey: “Like the one you grew last year ? You put it a hammock and it got so lazy lazing around that it refused to grow any further. More over water melon is not a vegetable


water melon

Me: “This is all going crazy. I think the best option is to put off the TV, read the paper only when Obama gets his next noble prize and buy vegetables from the subzi mandai (local market) like in the good old days
The market place