“Tikka Masala” … is it Indian or British? I am not even going into that argument. There is enough talk on it already.
I do not have a name for this pasta. It was put this together very quickly for dinner on Sunday evening and we loved it much.
One Saturday morning, we woke up later than usual. This sort of thing, the sleeping in on the weekends kind of thing does not happen very often in a family with children. All of you who are parents will be well aware of that.
Soft, melt in the mouth wadas nestled close together in that bowl he held out to me. “Chaat Masala?” he asked, as he took out that little plastic bottle which held the very essence of street food. I nodded in approval as I stretched out the bowl towards him for him to [...]