The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
A bubonic plague pandemic came to India in 1896 via rats on cargo ships from China. Over the next thirty years, India would lose 12.5 million people to this disease. Initially, it was confined to port cities but eventually, it spread to rural regions of the country as well. 
By the time the pandemic reached my ancestral village in Gujarat, my paternal grandfather was but a newborn. This meant that he had minimal resistance and the least possibility of survival if infected. But parents will do whatever possible to ensure the safety of their children and so, as difficult as it may have been, arrangements were made by my great-grandparents to have him taken away to live temporarily with relatives living further away until the threat would pass. But things didn’t turn out quite as planned and what was meant to be temporary became permanent. Soon after he was taken away, his entire family fell victim to this deadly disease.
When my grandfather returned to claim his rights to his ancestral home, he was a newlywed eager to raise a family. The house was still in place, still structurally sound, but void of all its contents. All the wooden cabinetry, bed frames and benches; stainless steel and copper dishes, cookware and utensils, had all been looted. Left behind were only the suggestions of a fairly prosperous existence. In a time and place, when and where generations coexisted in a single home and household items were made to pass on and endure generations of use, my grandfather started from scratch and on his own.
But when one comes so close to extinction, self-preservation becomes more than an innate animal instinct.
In time, my grandfather started a modest diary farm. As profits accumulated, he purchased land and tried his hand at farming cotton and rice. This time, the family’s luck had turned around and as his farm grew, so did his aspirations.
He cultivated mango trees.
Mango trees planted from seed require at least about 5 years to produce fruit but more importantly, for my grandfather, was that they would continue to do so for about 300 years. My family no longer owns these orchards. In recent years, my father has sold most of our family-owned land. But what remains is that long after, even I, have perished, these mango trees will continue to bear fruit.The art of pickling, on the other hand, goes back long before any plague came to India. Pickles are an integral part of Indian cuisine and raw mangoes are a popular choice for pickling throughout the subcontinent. Recipes, however, vary not only by region but from one household to another, each one believing theirs to be the best. And although during pickling season in India, everyone exchanges samples of their pickles with friends and neighbours, family recipes for pickles are guarded possessions, passed down only from mother to daughter. Ironically, there may be mangoes that carry the legacy of my ancestors pickling at the very moment, but my great-grandmother’s recipe for mango pickles remains a secret now and forever.
Unlike pickle recipes of the West which generally use brine, Indian pickle recipes depend on oil and spices. Typical of Gujarati pickles, fenugreek seeds play a crucial part in my recipe.
Gujarati Mango Pickles (Keri Acchar, Methia Keri)
(yields about 2 cups)
- 450 g raw (unripe, green) mangoes
- 1 tsp salt
- 3 tbsp fenugreek (methi) seeds
- 3 tbsp red chili powder
- 5 tbsp sesame seed oil, plus additional for drizzling over the top
- 1/2 tbsp black mustard seeds (rai)
- 15-20 fresh curry leaves, washed and wiped dry
- Wash mangoes and wipe dry with a cloth.
- Peel the mangoes (peel the outer dark green skin only, leave the lighter green part intact).
- Cut each mango in half and remove and discard the pit. Chop into small pieces.
- Combine mango pieces with salt and wrap up in a muslin cloth. Place package in a colander and set colander over a bowl for about 5 hours. After this time, squeeze out as much moisture as you can.
- Spread the mango pieces in a single layer on a clean, dry cloth (or a few layers of paper towels) for 2* hours (in direct sunlight if at all possible). Replace the cloth (or paper towels) half way through to ensure that the moisture will be removed.
- Meanwhile, grind the fenugreek seeds. (I use a coffee grinder.)
- In a bowl, combine mango pieces, fenugreek seeds and chili powder and set aside.
- Heat sesame seed oil in a stainless steel pan over medium-high heat.
- Add the mustard seeds to the oil and allow them to crackle.
- When the crackling dies down, add the curry leaves and turn off the heat immediately.
- Add the mango mixture and mix well.
- Allow to cool completely.
- Transfer to a clean glass jar. Using a spoon, apply pressure to pack the pickles tightly into the jar. Add additional oil to ensure the top surface is covered with oil.
- Refrigerate. (Traditionally, they do not require any refrigeration and can keep well for years.)
*2 hours is sufficient as I store my pickles in the fridge. Traditionally, it would be longer to ensure all moisture is removed and thus preventing the growth of fungus.