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The Day My Chamadumpa (Colocasia) Curry Became Chutney

T here are some vegetables that people either love or completely ignore. And then there is chamadumpa/ arbi/ colocasia. For me, it sits comfortably beside potatoes in the list of vegetables that can instantly make me happy. Give me a plate of hot rice, some ghee and a good chamadumpa fry, and I don't think I need much else. Growing up, I remember waiting for the weekend vegetable market. Amma and Nanna would come back carrying bags full of vegetables, and if I spotted chamadumpa among them, I would immediately be excited. Of course, before it reached my plate, it demanded a lot of work. The first challenge was washing it. If you've ever cleaned chamadumpa, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. The mud somehow finds a permanent home in every tiny root and fibre. No matter how much you wash and scrub, there always seems to be a little more hiding somewhere. Then came the peeling after pressure cooking. I still remember sitting beside Amma, helping her rem...

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