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Sambar it!
To the platter of a south Indian, Sambar is something as oxygen is to our bodies! Being an east Indian, I may not relate to it as emotionally as a south Indian would but having stayed at Vizag and Port Blair for a large time span, I think I can at least understand their emotional inclination to this culinary marvel !!
My mom makes brilliant sambar and my brothers relish that with steamed rice, a spoon or two of ghee and some nicely fried vegetable! I still remember those days when my mom made gallons of it and three of us would finish it all; thats the magic of a plate of steamed rice and hot sambar! I had a strong craving for it yesterday morning and thanks to the packet of sambar powder gifted to me by my magas and the little haunch that I had about utility of beans while shopping in the supermarket 2 days ago, I made some in the morning and relished it all over the day. I followed my mom's recipe but probably couldn't get even remotely close to her awesomeness; probably for the extra ingredient of "maa ka pyaar" as they say! :)
This morning my mom told me that she liked this pic by the looks of it (yes I posted it on facebook before Flickr :P) and that she was happy that I am having rice and sambar even here, at Holland! Who would have ever thought of it! ha ha!
O dear sambar, u made my day yesterday! :)
Sambar it!
To the platter of a south Indian, Sambar is something as oxygen is to our bodies! Being an east Indian, I may not relate to it as emotionally as a south Indian would but having stayed at Vizag and Port Blair for a large time span, I think I can at least understand their emotional inclination to this culinary marvel !!
My mom makes brilliant sambar and my brothers relish that with steamed rice, a spoon or two of ghee and some nicely fried vegetable! I still remember those days when my mom made gallons of it and three of us would finish it all; thats the magic of a plate of steamed rice and hot sambar! I had a strong craving for it yesterday morning and thanks to the packet of sambar powder gifted to me by my magas and the little haunch that I had about utility of beans while shopping in the supermarket 2 days ago, I made some in the morning and relished it all over the day. I followed my mom's recipe but probably couldn't get even remotely close to her awesomeness; probably for the extra ingredient of "maa ka pyaar" as they say! :)
This morning my mom told me that she liked this pic by the looks of it (yes I posted it on facebook before Flickr :P) and that she was happy that I am having rice and sambar even here, at Holland! Who would have ever thought of it! ha ha!
O dear sambar, u made my day yesterday! :)