A chronicle of my kitchen experiments, a little healthy a little indulgent
A letter to my grandma, I usually do the personal posts on the other blog but somehow thought this needed sharing with this audience as well. Badi mummy was a big part of my love for food and a part of this posts tries and captures this
Dear Badi Mummy,
It is almost been 14 years since you left us and I realised I have never written to you in these years though I don’t think there has been a week which has passed in which I haven’t had a conversation with you.
Last week I was in Delhi, enjoying the Delhi winter, eating the food that I would eat sitting next to you every December, food cooked by you. Gajar ka halwa, the pinnis. I was remembering the sunny afternoons where we would all sit in the verandah of your house and eat moongfalis (peanuts) and how I would blackmail you with the look in my eyes and you would give me the peeled ones. How every evening, you would give us money and we would walk to the nearby shop freezing and rubbing our hands to get samosa and jalebi to eat. I remembered how I would…
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