masosas!
We used to know a pair of lhasa apsos called Samosa and Moongphali 😉 Anyway, this is not about them. This is about where your samosas come from 😀 Behind the halwai, in a dingy, cavernous room is where the raw samosas – still tender in their doughy skins – await their flash in the pan. So, I’m romanticizing 😉 Sue me. But the contrast was too stark to not post. Enjoy your next samosa… Oh and the post’s title? I knew a kid who couldn’t say “samosa” 🙂
So, take a guess what I’m now craving .. I swear I’m worse than a 7 month pregnant woman! lol
LOL. You know, when people ask me why I move back, I often reply, “For the food” 😉 It’s a minute’s work to get kachoris, samosas, pakoras, bhutta, mmmm…. But the reverse is now the problem with bagels, mochi, good dark chocolate, tofu satay, *sushi* … 😀
I am waiting for yr next peice on golguppas and bread factory esp where the latter is kneaded
Cheers to a healthy appetite
oh..how much i love samosas! but don’t have the privilege to eat them anymore coz of my weight that is always on the rise 🙁
i am dying for samosas after reading this!!! duh!!! i just had my lunch!!! u made me get some extra appetite out of no where!!!! 🙂
@nirav @ram ironically (and I’m being horrid, I know), I just had two samosas (fried and crunchy, not raw, of course!) 😀
took you long enough .. 😛
me too .. i had some on the 27th
This is a bit freaky actually because I used to call samosas, masosas when i was a toddler.
I always thought I was the only one who did that. Freaky!
I was even worse, i called them “mimosas”.