Taming cabbage

I am a shoddy cook. I like to put things ont he stove and gallivant.On the contrary, my husband likes to oversee that everything is going fine on the stove. When I had a pan full and some cabbage to cook, I decided to leave the remaining to go into another dish, another day. When I asked my husband to give the cooked cabbage a stir so it would get the colour from the turmeric and the onion base all mixed well, he stayed by it and added the remaining cabbage. In some long time, we had a well cooked cabbage curry. I have seen people do magic with cabbage curry. When cutting the cabbage, we could smell it. It doesnt happen to be his favourite smell. One of my exroomate could slice the cabbage really thin. My friend's sister fried lot of urad dal for this curry. The smell of fried urad dal stays with you. This evening I could smell a dosa imagining the smell of fried urad dal. I am finally putting my olfactory senses to work. I was in a odorless world for a long time now.
A little more salt would have made the curry perfect.