Italian is phonetic.
It is not my native language, though.
But, the trouble is the place of the tonic accent. Usually it is on the before last syllable, but there are many exceptions, it can be on the last or the penultimate.
And you better know when asking: Where is the "casino".
It is not my native language, though.
But, the trouble is the place of the tonic accent. Usually it is on the before last syllable, but there are many exceptions, it can be on the last or the penultimate.
And you better know when asking: Where is the "casino".
tonic accents cause much hilarity in our household. Both with my wife trying to say some English words and me trying to say some Hindi words. Particularly when I am reading the kids translations of classic stories. Also with extra confusion due to my wife being from Rajasthan where a trailing 'A' on a name is often dropped. So for example if the book says 'Shiva' then I have to remember to say 'Shiv'. Hiranyakashipu leaves me tongue tied every time I read that story. It's like the film megamind where the villan can't say 'metro city'.
I would be rubbish at tonal languages.
I would be rubbish at tonal languages.
Shiva is used in South India.
And He has a beard there, clean shaven in North Indian pictures, there are differences in North Indian and South Indian depictions and pronunciations...
Tell her to make kair sangri some time. Or Daal Bati, with churma as the side dish.
Lived 7 years in Jaipur, the capital of Rajasthan...
I am listening to Yesudas singing devotional songs in Malayalam, that is much more tough in the tongue tying level!
And He has a beard there, clean shaven in North Indian pictures, there are differences in North Indian and South Indian depictions and pronunciations...
Tell her to make kair sangri some time. Or Daal Bati, with churma as the side dish.
Lived 7 years in Jaipur, the capital of Rajasthan...
I am listening to Yesudas singing devotional songs in Malayalam, that is much more tough in the tongue tying level!
The Beard makes sense if you consider what Shiva does all day.
We had Daal Bati last weekend. This time I didn't break any teeth on the Bati!
We had Daal Bati last weekend. This time I didn't break any teeth on the Bati!
You can add sour, watery curd to the Bati dough, a couple of hours before cooking.
Gives it a much softer texture.
And do read up, it seems Bati was a soldiers' battle field dish.
The dough balls were buried in the sand, near the fire, and got slow cooked.
Gives it a much softer texture.
And do read up, it seems Bati was a soldiers' battle field dish.
The dough balls were buried in the sand, near the fire, and got slow cooked.
🙄
Your wife might feel insulted, and some ignorant smart guys have called them golf balls.
The soldiers found that the dough balls would be ready to eat once they were back in camp (no battles after dark in those days, very civilized), so they would bury the balls in the morning and go to battle, and get to eat crisp balls at night.
This was in the desert, it got pretty hot in the day.
The one time we had authentic Bati was when some were buried under the grate of a wood stove, the Dal was cooked on top, and the balls got ready to eat at the same time as the Dal (pulses).
The heat from the wood and the even heat due to the ashes contributed to the taste.
The balls were crushed, soaked in Dal, with a little ghee, then eaten.
Most cooks do not take care about this, so the dish is an object of humor at times.
Do try this method, or use a microwave for even heat.
Your wife might feel insulted, and some ignorant smart guys have called them golf balls.
The soldiers found that the dough balls would be ready to eat once they were back in camp (no battles after dark in those days, very civilized), so they would bury the balls in the morning and go to battle, and get to eat crisp balls at night.
This was in the desert, it got pretty hot in the day.
The one time we had authentic Bati was when some were buried under the grate of a wood stove, the Dal was cooked on top, and the balls got ready to eat at the same time as the Dal (pulses).
The heat from the wood and the even heat due to the ashes contributed to the taste.
The balls were crushed, soaked in Dal, with a little ghee, then eaten.
Most cooks do not take care about this, so the dish is an object of humor at times.
Do try this method, or use a microwave for even heat.
Oh wife didn't make Bahti for 8 years after making some that were over baked 😀. We agreed as a contract of marriage we would laught over the inevitable cooking disasters. I have no leg to stand on. I've made a few bricks instead of loaves of bread.
https://www.tarladalal.com/dal-baati-churma-3645r
https://hebbarskitchen.com/dal-baati-recipe-dal-bati-churma-recipe/
Go through them, I will add them in the spicy food thread!
Done, and added a relatively easy oven method too, more familiar for those used to baking.
https://hebbarskitchen.com/dal-baati-recipe-dal-bati-churma-recipe/
Go through them, I will add them in the spicy food thread!
Done, and added a relatively easy oven method too, more familiar for those used to baking.
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Hungarian is phonetic, too. Every pupil at 6 knows how to pronounce every word he/she reads ("spell it like you read it"). My first shock in attempting to learn French was when I asked my teacher, what is "ma" (=today in English) in French. He said "aujourd'hui". Me: "OK, but tell me the other word people most commonly use". He: "There is no other word, everybody uses this". Me (with a little doubt): "OK, how do you spell it?". He: "<this>and<that>". Me: "You are kidding. Thell me then what is "víz" (=water in English)". He: "eau" Me: "That I like much better, one phoneme only, how do you spell it? O? or Oo?" He: "e-a-u" Me: "No, no, impossible!" And so it went...
But there are some weirdnesses even in my language. We don't have any future tense, just to name one.
Has anyone noticed, as I have, that without the "P" word, we are just reduced to matters of Dogs and Cats?
Consider "Polling Day" in the Sunny Democratic Uplands of the UK.
We are reduced to matters of Dogs and Cats. This is some rule about Media Comments about Elections on Polling Day.
IMO, this Dog is RED in Tooth and Claw. 🙂
Consider "Polling Day" in the Sunny Democratic Uplands of the UK.
We are reduced to matters of Dogs and Cats. This is some rule about Media Comments about Elections on Polling Day.
IMO, this Dog is RED in Tooth and Claw. 🙂
Comedian Tommy Cooper certainly knew how to lighten the mood. Here's another of his classic jokes:
I inherited a painting and a violin today.
They turned out to be a Rembrandt and a Stradivarius.
Unfortunately, Rembrandt made lousy violins and Stradivarius was a terrible painter.
I inherited a painting and a violin today.
They turned out to be a Rembrandt and a Stradivarius.
Unfortunately, Rembrandt made lousy violins and Stradivarius was a terrible painter.
In USA dog news today ......
https://www.nbcnews.com/nbc-out/out-news/dog-abandoned-gay-adopted-sex-couple-rcna21556
You can't make this stuff up!
https://www.nbcnews.com/nbc-out/out-news/dog-abandoned-gay-adopted-sex-couple-rcna21556
You can't make this stuff up!
One more from Tommy:
A man walks into the doctor's office.
"What seems to be the problem?" asks the doc.
"It's ... um ... well ... I have five penises." replies the man.
"Blimey!" says the doctor, "How do your trousers fit?"
"Like a glove."
A man walks into the doctor's office.
"What seems to be the problem?" asks the doc.
"It's ... um ... well ... I have five penises." replies the man.
"Blimey!" says the doctor, "How do your trousers fit?"
"Like a glove."
A man goes to visit his elderly father who has just moved into new senior care facility.
How's it going at the new place, Dad? he asks.
It's great, Dad says. The food is good, the nurses are cute and after dinner there's TV and entertainment, then we get our meds, and go to bed.
Somewhat concerned, the man finds the head nurse and says, my Dad isn't on any medication, what are you giving him?
Oh, just the usual she says... all the men get a sleeping pill and a Viagra tablet before bed.
What on earth for? He's 92 years old! the man exclaims.
Well, the nurse says, the sleeping pill helps them get a good rest and the Viagra keeps them from rolling out of bed.
How's it going at the new place, Dad? he asks.
It's great, Dad says. The food is good, the nurses are cute and after dinner there's TV and entertainment, then we get our meds, and go to bed.
Somewhat concerned, the man finds the head nurse and says, my Dad isn't on any medication, what are you giving him?
Oh, just the usual she says... all the men get a sleeping pill and a Viagra tablet before bed.
What on earth for? He's 92 years old! the man exclaims.
Well, the nurse says, the sleeping pill helps them get a good rest and the Viagra keeps them from rolling out of bed.
I am embarrassed for my country.
I have a news flash: a male dog will hump anything. We've all seen the Vienna sausage come out of hiding before.
Only compared to other languages around you with a greek or Latin root. I never got my head around Finnish, which I am lead to believe has a common root with Hungarian if you go back far enough.
Oh yes I need a joke as well
Avert in post office window:
Dog for sale, German shepherd cross
friendly nature
eats anything
loves children.
Father O'Malley answers the phone. 'Hello, is this Father O'Malley?'
'It is!'
'This is the IRS. Can you help us?'
'I can!'
'Do you know a Ted Houlihan?'
'I do!'
'Is he a member of your congregation?'
'He is!'
'Did he donate $10,000 to the church?'
'He will.'
'It is!'
'This is the IRS. Can you help us?'
'I can!'
'Do you know a Ted Houlihan?'
'I do!'
'Is he a member of your congregation?'
'He is!'
'Did he donate $10,000 to the church?'
'He will.'