Three... Two... One... Launch!

"You're going to have a BIG launch - Jayamahal palace as the backdrop, full stage covered with sponsor logos, a mike, two high resolution screens to project your presentation, hundreds sitting in front of you, listening to what you have to say, including successful entrepreneurs, restaurateurs and chefs, a live flea market, and a hot happening live concert after"... if somebody told me this a month ago, I'd probably have written them out of my life, for ridiculing my earnest attempt at starting a business.

Jaymahal palace - what location

And yet, here I am - after four days of celebrating at the Construkt Festival, and everything I wrote above actually came true!!

Construkt Festival is the second edition of the "Start Up Festival" in Bangalore, renamed and rebranded, but with the same intent of being amazing. By bringing together people from every background, different age groups, different skills and interests, the festival celebrates the building of creative communities. Its about fun and easy interaction, open discussions and a lively atmosphere.

Its official!

I've had a fabulous time personally - met great people, heard some very encouraging reactions from people when I told them what Slyly Simple was all about, made the first public presentation for my brand, came out of the shadows and introduced myself and my mascot to the crowd, partied with people I have only just met, heard some inspirational brand stories and started to have the real belief that I am about to make a great story of my own!

A special appearance

All it took for me to be a part of this, was a spur-of-the-moment decision to fill in a little form and apply for the Construkt launchpad. And just as I started wondering whether to wait for a response any longer - it came... The biggest take away is to never pass on a possibility, you never know how big it could have been!

Spinach spaghetti with zucchini - vegan recipe

Its recipe time! While we have been experimenting and playing with a bunch of new flavours, we haven't been very regular about posting them online and making it available to you all. So here's a Slyly Simple recipe that is bound to please with ease... all it takes is fifteen minutes, and you have a vegan main course for your special dinner!

You could also just as easily put this together into a microwave friendly bowl - and heat 'n' eat when you take your lunch break...

Ingredients (serves 2)

Slyly Simple vegan spinach spaghetti - 1 box (150g)

Slyly Simple vegan basil walnut pesto - 3 tablespoons

Slyly Simple tomato basil sauce - 4 tablespoons

1 medium sized zucchini, diced

 

Method:

Fill a saucepan with water and a pinch of sauce, and bring to a rolling boil. You can dice the zucchini while it boils.

 

Once the water is boiling, reduce the heat and slowly immerse the spaghetti. Let it simmer for about 4-5 minutes - stir gently now and then to make sure it all cooks.

 

While the spaghetti cooks, put the pesto into another sauce pan and heat on a low flame. As soon as the pesto is warm, add the zucchini to the pot, and stir well so that the zucchini is coated with pesto. Stir occasionally while cooking until the zucchini is just tender (about 2 minutes).

At this point, add the tomato basil sauce and mix well. Let the sauce heat up; your spaghetti should be ready around now.

 

Drain the spaghetti using a colander (do not rinse under cold water) and try to make sure most of the water is drained out. Now add the spaghetti to the sauce (which will be uniformly warm by now). Gently toss so that the spaghetti is coated with sauce (do not stir furiously, or the spaghetti will break).

 

Put the flame off, cover the pot for a couple of minutes so all the flavours come together. Et voila! Your Slyly Simple vegan delight is ready to serve!

 

Serving suggestion:

Serve alongside a fresh salad, or a slice of garlic bread for a simple and healthy meal!

Our favourite kinds of markets

Bangalore is abuzz with farmers markets, there seems to be one in different parts of the city almost every weekend. We have participated in a few, and attended others, and have noticed them to be quite different from each other. Some are hosted in high end locations, with expensive restaurants, branded foods and a high society ambience. Others have a flea market feel to it, with stalls selling jewellery, clothing and artwork. Our favourite kind has been the small, local setup, with a focus on food and fresh, locally available produce, represented by the farmer or the business owners themselves, and targeting the neighbourhood in which it is conducted.

A Slyly Simple stall

One of the biggest highlights of a routine life in Europe, is the weekly market - in some places these are conducted throughout the year, come rain, snow or sunshine. The market is setup in an open public area - maybe near the town hall, or in a scenic central square. The market area is car-free - and one must either park a little distance away and walk down, or else bring along a cycle or a little trolley to carry your shopping back home. The stalls are set up by individual farmers themselves - they either have a collapsible tent below which they have tables stacked with fresh fruits and vegetables, others have a couple of tables under a canopy, some bring pushcarts, while others have vans which open up to form a portable store. The vans are normally used by farmers who need to keep their produce chilled - whether it is fresh milk, hand crafted cheese, fresh pasta or cuts of meat. 

Christmas markets

Each season dictates a different set of produce, and seasonal specialities are highlighted - be it wild mushrooms or piping hot orange juice in the winters (sounds strange - but try it when its freezing outside!).

Seasonal pumpkins

Wild mushrooms

The atmosphere is lively and jovial, with sellers yelling out best prices for their wares, florists and nurseries displaying the prettiest plants up front, and prices quickly varying according to the demand. Some stalls are very popular and have people lined up in front of them, the best stuff is sold out early and late comers go away disappointed. Everyone brings their own bag, and the place is left clean without any garbage or litter lying around. People are encouraged to reuse, milk and yoghurt bottles can be returned when one comes to make the next purchase. The market normally begins early in the morning and wraps up by lunch time on Saturdays, leaving everyone (including the vendors) the chance to enjoy the rest of the day and weekend at home. It is the ideal place to go to for fresh groceries, which is usually used up for family dinners and social gatherings over the weekend.

With atmosphere like this, why wouldn't you visit every week?

The weekly market is a prettier form of the markets we have by the sides of our streets on Sunday mornings, except that it is more visitor friendly, and also includes hand made products with locally procured ingredients. The markets give one the possibility of going home with something delicious, something exotic, something they wouldn't otherwise find in a regular supermarket. The markets encourage local artisans, home cooks and the idea of making a delicious, exotic meal from scratch. Its all about a simple, hearty life - the kind that we recognise from 15 years ago, before malls, supermarkets, take-aways and home deliveries became routine living.

 

Its heartening to see that farmers markets are picking up here, specially in Bangalore - with the right kind of events, this is bound to grow into wonderful neighourhood experiences. Here's to every organiser of farmers markets - and while we jump on to the bandwagon, lets try and keep it simple!

Gnocchi I can never forget

Living in Europe is an incredible experience, and specific memories resurface to haunt you every now and then - timing yourself to the second so you don't miss the train in Germany, controlling the urge to stop at every shop window and drool at Belgian chocolate, sitting on the footpath with a complementary glass of wine as you wait for a table in the restaurant, diving into giant blocks of delicious home-made cake that only a German can make... specific situations that one couldn't forget and you'd wish to relive those instants over and over again...

One such memory that never leaves me is this beautiful lunch of gnocchi I had in Bologna. It had been a hectic morning, mostly spent shopping and looking around the city, and we were heading back to my host's home for lunch, when we passed by this delightful little shop whose counter was stacked with all sorts of delicious looking pasta. It seemed to be a popular place, judging by the crowd, even though it was traditionally past lunch-time (not that the Italians are that time concious anyway). We picked up some gnocchi, which was scooped up and weighed into a paper bag - and hurried home so we could eat soon.

Bologna

As I tried to help in the kitchen, my hostess went about fixing a "quick and easy" meal, apologising the whole time that this is going to be really simple food. She put a pot of water to boil, and as she did that she sliced some tomatoes, threw them onto a plate, shredded some fresh mozarella onto them, grabbed some basil from her potted plant, drizzled some olive oil, salt and pepper and left the plate to "rest". That took about a minute, and her caprese salad was ready! Next she chopped a few more tomatoes, a couple of other vegetables, crushed garlic and threw this all into a pot to cook, with some seasoning. The timing seemed perfect - just as the pot got hot enough, the water was boiling too. She tossed in the gnocchi, let them cook a couple of minutes, strained them out and tossed them in with the rest of the hot vegetables. Another two minutes and lunch was ready - all we had to do was serve ourselves and top it off with some freshly grated parmesan cheese. It all seemed frightfully easy - so much so that she felt the need to apologise for the simplicity of this meal... and yet, that flavour lingers, even so many years later. I'm not sure what it was really, that makes me want to go back and do this again - was it the experience of living a slice of Italian life, the simplicity with which a delicious meal was prepared, or just that it was THAT GOOD.

Who knew back then that I'd remember that meal for years to come - I wish I had taken a picture back then... this one is ripped off from the Internet:

Image courtesy: http://thesensitiveepicure.blogspot.in/2011/04/gluten-free-gnocchi-with-tomato-sauce.html

With Slyly Simple I hope to share this memory with you - perhaps we cannot recreate the beautiful city of Bologna here in Bangalore, neither can we add the charm of being hosted by a wonderful family. What we can do, however, is create some hand made, fresh pasta for you, so you can experience the joy of a simple Italian meal in the comfort of your own home.

Simple living in Tuscany