Called tari or ras, meaning juice, rasili sabji was a hit in our households. Now that I think of it, what if the concept of tari or rasili sabji was invented by a bunch of craving, desiring mothers who went to bed hungry and unsatiated having offered all the skin and flesh to others . There was always chutney, raita, and achaar on the side;  served cautiously. Hierarchy was hard to miss – men, senior women, favourite kids, kitchen keepers.