India · Methi & Mustard
A longer read about culture, kitchen rhythm, and a spice that carries home. Back to all stories
In western India, methi and mustard travel from tadka to dough like old friends. Fenugreek's gentle bitterness rounds sweet vegetables; mustard pops alive in oil, sending tiny sparks through kadhi, pickles, and temperings. In a thepla dough, crushed methi leaves promise stamina for the day; in rai ka tadka, the crackle means the pan is ready for stories. Together they teach an old lesson: thrift can be luxurious when you understand your spices—coaxing depth from everyday ingredients and inviting bright finishes of lemon and fresh coriander. A kitchen that smells of methi and mustard rarely cooks for one; it cooks for whoever walks in, carrying appetite or worry, and leaves them lighter.