HUMOUR IN AND OUT OF UNIFORM
NAVY FOODIE MEMORIES
Cold Cuts
Mouthwatering Memories of My Delightful Navy Days
By
VIKRAM KARVE
NAVY STYLE COLD CUTS MENU
This happened 30 years ago, in the mid 1980’s.
The moment I reported to IAT Pune, I was immediately given a “bum job” – Mess Secretary of the Officers’ Mess (of course, in addition to my primary instructional duties).
I duly reported to the President Mess Committee (PMC) in the Mess Office.
“Welcome to the IAT Officers’ Mess,” the PMC, an Air Force Group Captain said, “well, the first thing you will have to do is the valedictory dinner coming up this weekend – plenty of bigwigs are coming, so let’s have a grand affair.”
After uttering those words, the PMC disappeared, leaving everything to me.
I called the mess staff and I was delighted to see that there were two navy sailors – a cook and a steward.
I recognized the cook at once – he had served with me on a ship a few years ago and was now a Petty Officer.
I looked at the cook and said, “Let’s have a cold cuts spread for the valedictory dinner – like we used to have on the ship. I think it will be ideal for a hot summer evening.”
The cook’s face brightened up, and he said, “Very good idea, Sir. It will be a nice change from the usual butter chicken, mutter paneer, daal makhani menu.”
“Let’s have a Naval Pudding too,” I said.
“Sir, I can make Diplomat or Trunk of Tree,” the cook said.
“Let’s have both,” I said, “and we will have a lavish cold cuts spread which everyone will remember for a long time.”
On the morning of the dinner, I personally went along with the cook to the market and stores in Pune Camp to select the assorted cold cut meats and other ingredients.
I wish I could show you pictures of the lavish Mixed Cold Cuts Buffet Spread we had laid out on Banquet Tables on the plush lawns of the IAT Officers Mess.
But this happened 30 years ago, so the best thing I can do to whet your appetite is to download from the internet some delicious “food porn” pictures of cold cuts for your perusal.
This should give you an idea of what the delectable array of meats in a cold cuts buffet looks like and how scrumptious and fulfilling a cold cuts banquet is.
I am sure your mouth will salivate when you look at these delicious pictures of the succulent cold cuts.
COLD CUT MEATS
COLD CUTS PLATTERS
COLD CUTS BUFFET SPREADS
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COLD CUT MEAT AND SEAFOOD PLATTER  |
YUMMY COLD CUTS
(Just imagine entire tables with such delicious mixed meat cold cuts spreads)
COLD CUTS VALEDICTORY DINNER
Everyone appreciated the cold cuts buffet spread.
The PMC and I were sitting in his Office, feeling good in a self-congratulatory mood, when Colonel “S” walked in.
Colonel “S” was most unhappy with the dinner.
“What sort of menu is this for a party dinner?” he complained.
“Everyone says the dinner was excellent – even I enjoyed the food,” the PMC countered.
“All of you are carnivores – in the dinner there were only meats and meats – ham, salami, sausages, mutton, chicken, fish, luncheon meat...god knows what all was there – but there was nothing for vegetarians like me.”
“Sir, there was Russian Salad…” I tried to say.
“S” interrupted me, “There was egg in there…”
“Egg? In the Russian Salad? I don’t think so – though they do put in a few chopped boiled eggs in Russian Salad sometimes, I don’t think last night’s Russian Salad had eggs…”
“But it had mayonnaise – there is egg in mayonnaise – and one of the puddings had egg too – in the custard – this is total injustice to vegetarians – the only thing I could eat was those bread rolls, terribly tasting cheese and a few raw vegetables,” complained “S” bitterly.
“Okay, your point is noted,” the PMC said.
After “S” had gone away, the PMC said, “These bloody Pongos can’t appreciate good cuisine – I think we will have the standard Army Style party menu next time.”
So, for the next dinner party we had the standard greasy “Fauji” party menu.
But “S” was still unhappy.
“S” started his sob story: “For the non-vegetarians there was chicken curry, fish fry, mutton…”
“Mutton..?” I said, surprised.
“In the small eats – don’t think I didn’t see the heaped plates of Boti Kababs, Seekh Kababs, Shami Kababs along with the Chicken Tikka, Fish Finger and Prawns – and for the vegetarians there were only peanuts and wafers…”
“And mixed pakoras – cauliflower, palak, potato, onion…” I added.
“S” interrupted me and asked, “Where is the equivalence?”
“Equivalence?” I said, nonplussed.
“Yes, where is the equivalence between the food served to non-vegetarians and vegetarians?” asked “S”.
“Sir, in last evening’s menu for vegetarians we had paneer, daal, palak, vegetables – all these have plenty of protein and vitamins just like non-veg dishes – healthwise they have the same, maybe even better nutritional value…” I said.
“Who is talking of nutritional value? I am talking of monetary value. I have calculated the cost of all the non-veg food you served last night – it is double the cost of the veg menu – and you charge the same amount of party share to veg and non-veg…”
“Sir, please…”
“And in that bloody western style cold-cuts party of yours – the disparity was even worse – it is total injustice for the vegetarians…” said “S” bitterly.
I was getting fed up of his diatribe so I said to the PMC: “Sir, let Colonel “S” organize the next party – let him decide whatever menu he wants.”
“S” readily agreed and the PMC gave his okay.
At the next party, the buffet spread out on the dining table was a bonanza for vegetarians – paneer shahi korma, mutter mushroom, malai kofta, dal makhani, Navratan Korma in rich Cashewnut gravy laden with pineapple and other fruit and a rich dry fruit embellished pulao – in short, the works.
And on the non-veg side of the table there was just a measly looking chicken curry, as if “S” had personally supervised it.
As usual, I was well prepared for the party and had built up a good appetite – a game of 6-a-side hockey, a swim in the NDA pool, followed by 6 large pegs of Hercules Rum had made me happily high and voraciously hungry.
I had a look at the measly looking chicken curry.
I ladled in a leg piece of chicken and some curry on my plate.
I noticed “S” looking at me – he had a gloating look of triumph and victory.
I looked at the array of delicious dishes on the vegetarian table.
I could not resist the temptation – so I crossed over and started heaping my plate with the vegetarian delights.
“S” suddenly appeared by my side, “You are non vegetarian. Why are you taking vegetarian food?”
“Who says that a non-vegetarian cannot eat vegetarian food?” I countered “S” – and then I said to him: “And who is stopping you from eating non-veg food? If you want you can also have non-veg food. In fact, you should have enjoyed the delicious cold cuts that day.”
The PMC was overhearing our tête-à -tête.
“Yes, a non-vegetarian has the best of both worlds, especially in the services,” the PMC commented, tongue-in-cheek.
MORAL OF THE STORY
If you are a pure vegetarian – it is best to steer clear of the Navy (Army and Air Force too).
And yes – the same applies if you are a teetotaller non-drinker too.
Quintessential Military Men are hard-drinking Non-Vegetarian Types.
But that is another story.
I think I have illustrated this aspect of the Navy in a story I have told you earlier.
Do you remember the story of THE “MAUKATARIAN” FREELOADER ?
VIKRAM KARVE
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This post written and posted earlier by me Vikram Karve on March 27, 2014 in this Academic and Creative Writing Journal Vikram Karve Blog
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