There we were, kinda bored and wondering what to do when our gramma muttered “there are too many bananas here, next time buy just 5-6, dont buy a dozen, see they have all started becoming black”…And the next instant, my cousin L was on her laptop...
“Try some Pazham pori”, she said bringing in a plate of what looked like Hot fritters.. It had a light golden colour on it and aroma wafting along the way was divine…. I bit into it cautiously aware of how hot it was and i went...