![]() ![]() I could never finish one on my own and often found myself falling prey to reproachful glances from everyone else at the table. We now begin our mornings with warm butter idlis served with coconut chutney and sometimes, sambar - depending on how extravagant my mother felt.Įating a thali, which is basically a platter of various Indian dishes terrified me. That obviously changed once we moved to a completely different part of the country. Everyone would rush to the dining table, preparing their stomachs, as they’d sit down and eat their hearts out. On winter mornings, I’d be woken up by the smell of aloo parathas and jalebis (yes, we often had jalebis for breakfast) that’d find their way to every corner of the house. ![]() I come from a family of eaters – as far as my dad’s side is concerned, that is.
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