After my father passed away prematurely, my mother ran our household with a tight fist. We had to calculate every single cent spent so that we would not be indebted to any one. On top of that my mother had to pay of a bank loan which was purportedly owed by my father on behalf of the company. She stoically paid the loan off by monthly installments.
To make ends meet, she would forage for fresh, free vegetables around the neighbourhood, like all other budget conscious housewives.
One of our life savers was the small hern chai which grew so prolifically around our house!! It was like God sent. Sometimes we would eat them even five times a week. But we were never tired of eating it in different styles.
Nowadays I still like to cook the small leaved amaranth. They can actually grow very well in the wild all over the Baram valley as the seeds are tiny and they propagate very well.
You can make quiche, and special green fillings for your various pies too.
You can also cook a good soup and a nice stir fry with chillies and belacan.
My mother was such a wonderful provider and an innovative cook.
Know nature and you will never starve . Be a city forager!!
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