Amma's cognitive follow-up. The first since August 2020. Seven months between data points, the longest gap since the testing began.
I drove her. The routine is familiar now — the car, the silence, the parking lot, the waiting. But this time Appa stayed home (his hip is bothering him; he's seventy-two and the years are collecting) and Arvind came instead.
Arvind and I sat in the waiting room. He brought coffee (good coffee this time, from a real shop, not a gas station — he's learning). We didn't talk much. The talking was done; now was the waiting.
Two hours. The comprehensive battery.
Dr. Anand called me into his office afterward, without Amma. This is new — usually he delivers results with the patient present.
"The score has dropped significantly," he said. "Nineteen out of thirty."
Nineteen.
From twenty-two to nineteen. Three points in seven months. The line didn't just go down — it fell.
"We're moving out of MCI territory," he said carefully. "The pattern is now consistent with early-stage Alzheimer's disease. I'd like to order an MRI and begin discussing treatment options."
Alzheimer's. Not MCI. Not "may not progress." Alzheimer's.
I sat in his office and heard the word I've been not-saying for five years and the room went very quiet and very bright and I thought about cinnamon. About the word for cinnamon that she couldn't find, six years ago, at a Christmas dinner, the first crack in the wall that is now a breach.
Arvind drove home. I sat in the passenger seat and held my pregnant belly and did not cry because I was saving the crying for a room where nobody could see.
I made nothing tonight. I couldn't be in the kitchen. The kitchen is Amma's place and Amma has Alzheimer's and the kitchen felt like a museum of a woman who is still alive but leaving.
Raj found me in the rocking chair at midnight. He didn't ask what happened — Arvind had called him. He sat on the floor next to the chair and put his head against my knee and we stayed like that until the baby kicked and the chair creaked and the world turned without our permission.
Nineteen. Alzheimer's. The word is said. The line has fallen.
But she's still here. She's still cooking. She still knows my name.
For now.
I didn’t cook that night — I couldn’t. But when I finally go back into the kitchen, when I can stand at the stove without feeling the absence of her like a pressure in my chest, this is what I’ll make. Amma taught me that a good curry holds everything: the sweetness you’re clinging to, the heat you can’t escape, and the warmth that says you are still here, you are still fed, someone still knows your name. Mango chutney chicken curry is her kind of dish — bright and a little surprising, built from pantry staples that somehow become something more. I’m writing it down now, while she still knows the kitchen is hers.
Mango Chutney Chicken Curry
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 30 min | Total Time: 45 min | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 1 1/2 lbs boneless, skinless chicken thighs, cut into 1-inch pieces
- 1 tablespoon olive oil or neutral cooking oil
- 1 medium yellow onion, diced
- 3 garlic cloves, minced
- 1 tablespoon fresh ginger, grated
- 1 1/2 tablespoons curry powder
- 1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
- 1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper (adjust to taste)
- 1/2 teaspoon salt, plus more to taste
- 1/3 cup mango chutney
- 1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, undrained
- 1/2 cup full-fat coconut milk
- Fresh cilantro, chopped, for serving
- Cooked basmati rice, for serving
Instructions
- Sauté the aromatics. Heat oil in a large skillet or Dutch oven over medium heat. Add the diced onion and cook, stirring occasionally, for 5–6 minutes until softened and golden at the edges. Add the garlic and ginger and cook 1 minute more until fragrant.
- Bloom the spices. Stir in the curry powder, cumin, cayenne, and salt. Cook the spice mixture with the onions for about 30 seconds, stirring constantly, so the spices toast slightly and coat everything evenly.
- Brown the chicken. Add the chicken pieces to the pan and stir to coat with the spiced onion mixture. Cook for 4–5 minutes, turning occasionally, until the chicken is lightly browned on the outside (it does not need to be cooked through yet).
- Add the sauce base. Pour in the diced tomatoes with their juices and stir in the mango chutney. Bring to a gentle simmer over medium heat, scraping up any browned bits from the bottom of the pan.
- Simmer and finish. Reduce heat to medium-low, cover loosely, and simmer for 15–18 minutes until the chicken is cooked through and the sauce has thickened slightly. Stir in the coconut milk and simmer uncovered for 3–4 minutes more. Taste and adjust salt and cayenne as needed.
- Serve. Ladle over warm basmati rice and finish with a generous handful of fresh cilantro. Serve immediately.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 370 | Protein: 34g | Fat: 16g | Carbs: 22g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 540mg
About the cook who shared this
Priya Krishnamurthy
Week 262 of Priya’s 30-year story
· Edison, New Jersey
Priya is a pharmacist, wife, and mom of two in Edison, New Jersey — the town she grew up in, surrounded by the sights and smells of her mother's South Indian kitchen. These days, she splits her time between the hospital pharmacy, school pickups, and her own kitchen, where she cooks nearly every night. Her style is a blend of the Tamil recipes her mother taught her and the American comfort food her kids actually want to eat. She writes about the beautiful mess of balancing two cultures on one plate — and she wants you to know that ordering pizza is also an act of love.