Dear Diary I know, I know, this year too is drawing to an end and today is the last day… Gosh, where did the time go? Everyday was quite difficult, challenging, painful even and now all I am left with are memories… Today while on the road, the cab had a...
There are these flavours that we grow up eating, which stick with us for life… Some of which remind us of the times we lived through and others of people who were a part of our lives. I woke up today morning and remembered the Sago Porridge I used to have...
After a brief break, am back with another interesting food tale from my childhood, rather life…. I have this one quirk when it comes to Appalam [ pappads]. I need mine full and not broken up. At my maternal grandparents house they would break the appalam in half...
I was in LKG or UKG, studying in TVS School in madurai when this new taste got into my life. At school, we were served milk and biscuits post lunch following which we used to take a short nap in the classroom. An aaya of sorts used to bring a big vessel and serve us...
The minute someone mentions the dish “paal satham [milk rice]”, my mind instantly looks around to see who is unwell. That is the dish i associate with fever and body ache. Why? Cos all through my growing years I have seen mom and gramma and others serve up...
