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Monthly Archive for March, 2009

Meet Kirsten, one of Kasa’s servers

Posted by: Kirsten

As the newest addition to the Kasa serving team, I’ll take this moment to reflect on a few things I’ve thought about in my first month of making Kati Rolls and Thalis…..

My body is still getting used to the server’s life (after having spent the past several years sitting in a cubicle at a computer) so I usually get to work feeling a little stiff, butGreen Cardamom leave energized.

To me, spice is the most interesting element at Kasa. It’s what makes our food so special, from the cardamom that I toss into our rice before cooking and the sweet cinnamon steam that wafts out as I scoop it. From the handfuls of fresh mint that I get to scatter over our onions to the mustard seeds that dot the Gobi Aloo.

But spice also complicates things when customers entrust me to steer them towards the dish with the right amount of heat for them. It’s like they’re walking in the door, approaching the counter, and asking me what song they’re in the mood for at that moment. I’ve never met them before, I don’t know a thing about them, and I’m supposed to know what level of spice they will enjoy. I’ve slowly learned to read their faces and tones and to decide pretty easily whether this is a Lamb Curry (mild and safe) or Chicken Tikka Masala (more fiery) kind of diner.

I can tell how hungry I am based on how godly the rotis smell as they’re lifted off the griddle and land in front of me to become a Kati Roll.  Sometimes the scent of the butter (ghee) overwhelms me and reminds me of Dad making pancakes on Sunday mornings growing up.

I love the routine of my mid-day sidework. Zoning and listening to music as I spoon thick dollops of cucumber raita and crunchy bites of salad into to-go containers is a nice antidote to the lunch rush before and the dinner rush that follows.

One little boy comes in after school most days and I help him learn to count money through buying Mango Lassi. He’s recently decided that his favorite dish is the Gobi Aloo.

This week, we were visited twice by a customer who taught me a thing or two about Kati Rolls. Being an Indian, she respectfully instructed me on how to create a special Kati Roll to her tastes: unda (egg) style, with cilantro coconut chutney and onions mixed right into the egg before frying.  Roll it just like that with some salt and a few more onions for crunch. I can handle a customer like that – she knows what she wants but makes me want to give it to her.

I’m heading to work in a couple hours – come visit me on the other side of the counter!

Kirsten

Running Around Like Headless Chicken Tikkas

One evening, I was teaching my daughter about nocturnal animals.
“There’s owls and bats,” I said. “Can you think of any other nocturnal creatures?”
“Mama!”, she replied.  That made me laugh so much because it is true.
I’m made for the restaurant business.  I like to start work late and keep up late through the night.  I love it when the evening rolls around and the sky darkens and the moon comes out.  It literally makes me happy.   Perfect, except when you have kids that need to be in school by 7.50am.  It’s the hardest thing in the world for me to wake up, so our household wakes up 20 minutes before leave time and everyone runs around like headless chickens to get out the door.  For that extra 30 minutes of precious sleep, I’ve always felt it’s worth taking on 10 minutes of intense stress.
Then I saw this poem that my daughter wrote at school.  My heart broke a little:
Jiya’s Poem – Age 4
I wish I were two again so my mommy didn’t work as much.
I wish I was born first so I could be bigger than my brother.
I wish I could live in two worlds so I could be with my mommy’s mom and my daddy’s mom at the same time.
I wish I were a toy.
I wish I were a rocking chair so I could rock.
Clearly I need to spend more time with my little one.  I’ve looked at my calendar and both our days our pretty swamped, what with my cooking and her school and karate and swimming.  The only time I see open are mornings.
It’s hard being a parent, but giving up sleep has got to be one of the biggest sacrifices we make.  So here it goes… from tomorrow morning, an earlier wake up so I have extra extra time with the kids before they go off to school and start their crazy days.
Best of luck to me..

Anamika

Kati Roll Madness At the Asian American Film Festival

Deepa Mehta?  I’d never heard her name until Saturday night just gone (though I’d seen her controversial movies Water and Fire). I guess she may never know just how exhausted she got us all at Kasa. 

Our naivety as first time restaurant owners shows up despite the leaps and bounds we’ve made learning the trade.  The Asian American Film Festival (of which we were totally unaware) with Deepa Mehta’s new movie Heaven on Earth drew in crowds with lines out the door at Kasa.   We were perfectly well staffed up for a normal Saturday night, but multiply that by 3 and craziness ensued.  Our entire crew worked like super heroes, bringing out food, rolling Kati Rolls, washing silverware, bussing tables, taking deliveries and pouring out drinks all at the speed of lightening. 

At one point our roti stock was totally depleted…it is hand made after all!  The panic in all of us struck in.  That’s when I started to make frantic calls to Tim and Suresh for HELP.  I’m not sure what kind of crazy babysitting arrangements were made between them, but soon thereafter Tim swooped in to save the day.  All in all, it was a lot of fun though, and the entire work crew bonded.  

Needless to say we researched the festival and were well prepared for the Sunday night showing at the Castro of Shah Rukh Khan’s movie Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi.  Things were fast, furious, buzzing yet SMOOTH.  

Lesson learned: know the events going on in the Castro really well.  I’m Indian though…how did I not hear about these movies? I really want to watch the Deepa Mehta movie.  Someday when I have a little time.

Anamika

The Roti Story

Before opening the restaurant, roti was my biggest fear.  The food I was super confident with.  Even if I didn’t have a soul to help me, I could manage the food all by myself.  The roti though!  You need skill, speed and strength to put out a huge number of rotis.  You need PRACTICE.  The kind of practice that comes from making rotis every day of your life for your large extended family for forty years or so.  Firstly I’m 33, secondly I don’t cook Indian for my family every night, thirdly I have a very small family. And then to top it all of, I’m supposed to teach this to staff who may have never made a roti before in their life.  I was scared for sure.  

Then there was the equipment.  I was used to making the dough by hand and making rotis on a tawa at home.  I had no idea how I was supposed to do this for huge numbers.  A tawa wouldn’t work at Kasa, as that only cooks one roti at a time.  Physically it would be impossible to make all the dough by hand, but what machine would I use?  There are no Indian restaurant machine manufacturers to ask.  Frankly, there are no Indian restaurants around who make simple homestyle rotis for me to go and ask. I was terrified.

Suresh and Tim were super calm (or just too focused on the business plan to be as worried as me) and had faith that we would figure out a way.  Through the grapevine, I learned about a machine called the Hobart.  I checked it out in restaurant equipment shops and found that there were a few different sizes of them.  All of them were priced so high..it’s astounding!  It felt like going and buying a new car, except you are not allowed to try it out to see whether it would actually work to make the dough. And you are supposed to just guess the size you need, and just guess the number of customers you are going to serve.  You can see how all of this is really daunting and scary.  The machine itself is scary…it even has a cage as it could take your arm out if not used properly. 

Luckily, a kind restaurant owner of a place that we were considering buying had a hobart, and he let me use his to test if it would work to make my dough.  Bingo! It worked wonders.  That really was one of the happiest days of my life to know there was a solution to the problem, and we happily paid for a Hobart knowing it would work for us.  It’s a whole separate story about how it didn’t work with our electrical outlet, but we dealt with that. 

The tawa problem also weighed down on me.  I kept staring at restaurants to see what they used for cooking things that looked like rotis.  Pancake places, wraps places.  It seemed like a griddle would be the solution.  I needed to test one though to ease my fears, and to see if it would get hot enough.  I went to my local Gurdwara, where they make lots of rotis for the Sunday Service.  Sure enough, they had a griddle to make them on.  I volunteered and felt a little guilty as all the women in there thought I was this super religious girl taking hours out of her day to serve her community.  Really I was just researching and trying to get as much practice.  Oh well, killing two birds with one stone is okay I figured.

Now, 9 months later, it’s really cool to see the GREAT rotis that come out of Kasa.  To start, we had roti school where I taught the initial crew how to make rotis.  We threw a ton of labor into the rotis.  Eventually the best roti rollers rose to the top and then a transformation happened.  Our baby Kasa has a personality of its own after all aside from Tim, Suresh and I.  A new method evolved and was perfected by Craig.  We learned how to scale the process and make them at speed in large numbers with a third of the labor.  And best of all, they were even more delicious than before!  My eternal thanks go to Craig the Roti Maestro, who took that process two steps further and made the rotis even more delicious and manageable.   We transformed a centuries-old art form to a commercial restaurant level.

Lesson learned: when super afraid, remember you can’t do it all by yourself but you can start the process.  Research, great staff and luck are all equally important.  Hopefully they come your way once you start walking down the path.

Anamika

The Kasa Blog Is Live!

We’re super excited to launch the Kasa blog.  We opened in June 2008, and it’s been a dead sprint since around January 2008 to get things running smoothly.  We’re now coming up for air and can launch the long planned blog.

Here’s some of the stuff we hope to write about:

  • The ups, downs and other crazy stories of running a restaurant
  • Spotlighting Tim, Anamika, Merideth and I as well as our rock star staff
  • Juggling family life while running a restaurant, particularly for Anamika as a mother and chef and Merideth as the wife of a restaurant operator 
  • Sharing and discussing some of Anamika’s recipes
  • How did we decide to open an Indian restaurant in San Francisco?
  • Highlighting special dishes or events
  • Getting feedback from all of you
  • Whatever else catches our fancy! We love bollywood movies, hip hop and prog rock, food (especially food), taco trucks, montessori and much much more.  You never know what we might write about..

Above all else, we hope to use this blog to connect with our customers, friends and anyone else who cares about Kasa or us.  

Lots of love,

The Kasa Crew