Just couldn’t

….make the kutti kathrikka (small brinjal) rasam even though I bought them. My Mom and I simply loved making and enjoying this special rasam. Whenever possible, we also shared it with others we had introduced it to. The normal reaction, when we said kathrikka rasam was “What!! kathrikka in rasam??”...

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Musing

Beginning with last Saturday. We were privileged to attend Rakshanya Sekar’s Arangetram and had a lovely time.  To add to the pleasure, we met Arunji, who was the Chief Guest for the function. When Rakshanya’s mom came home to invite us, I was completely mesmerized by the Invitation brochure. Yes,...

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And life goes on

I can’t believe we’re in mid-July already in 2011. Okay – so what is not to believe? We already know that time and tide do their thing without bothering the least bit about anything else. Life seems so rushed these days that I sometimes lose focus and feel scatter-brained. No...

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Carrots

These carrots reminded me of Mom and I missed her very much. She loved carrots. So did I – but I hate them cooked…unless they’re part of another dish. I prefer them raw, a la Karamchand…but she just loved carrots anyhow. Steam cooked and garnished with curry leaves, coriander leaves,...

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Smiles

Yesterday was a momentous day. Vidur’s braces came off. Yep! No steel when he smiles. Just teeth. Nice straight set of teeth. Just as the braces took some time to get used to, so will the braceless teeth. And its so funny – he’s gotten used to being careful –...

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Pulp fiction

Mango season has to bring memories of other days. Days when Mom would buy two or three kilos of mangoes because I was crazy about them. She would then pick out the ones that were on the verge of going soft, peel them and squeeze out the pulp into our...

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