Amidst a very busy life with ready to run toddler, a house with no maids, on time cooking needs and dentally compromised patients, I happened to squeeze two days for being with myself.
The set plan was to send my little and big boy away to their respective areas and do my nails , pedi and mani aka ‘total chill out.’ Feels like it was ages ago I removed that cuticle from my toe nail. Anyways the day before, the daddy pig complaint about how he gets to eat what his mum cooked for him once in 100 years . Well a nightmarish exaggeration here, but I will give up for it. However, it never stopped here from the swami and he also mentioned about my abstract(modern) art brushed on the rotis I make. To which I always want to mention that my peers were not real marwaaris but I keep shhhhh!!
Hence my nails stayed where they were and I decided to spring clean our den and treat the boys with some desi khana. Bedrooms, living room , bathrooms all were brushed to their tiniest corners, wardrobes were reorganised , shoes and socks were handled well and bedsheets and duvet covers were changed to match the feel. Now it was my arena that needed sorting out, yup my kitchen – where I always wished there was lady standing in and telling me , ” basa basa ,mein karlegi.” But we were in the United kingdom and not aamchi Mumbai 😭
One after the other,the cupboards were raided and wiped ,when this secret cupboard opened and I lost my ginti (count)..We had seven tawas for roti and one for making paniyaram. The classification was close to the one that of plant or animal kingdom. Basically there are two prototypes – one for gas hob and second for electric hob. Then there is round base and flat base. Further, they can be grouped on the basis of usage.. like one for roti making and another category is for dosa making. Oh! I forgot to mention the non stick Teflon coated( every non maid provided cook’s dream) and sada version of lokhan ( iron tawa). Also sometimes they came with combination traits .
I eventually discovered that while we moved thrice in the UK between gas , electric and ceramic hobs, I managed to pick up all possible varieties of tawas which formed my incredible collection , however the only thing that came out right of them were the ones made on the paniyaram tawa 🤣🤣 and my rotis never got gol and marwaari enough.While the rotimatic ( the latest miracle for hopeless roti makers like me) stood next in my eyes as that mum roti wali aunty discing out some round round rotis or as my good friend Shwetha who is known for her fluffy rotis, I could not get over the fact that although I can draw and paint( like not entirely lacking the art) and I have got all the possible equipment, I still fail to do any good rounds of that dough!! Phew !
Next was to treat my mister as promised- once in 100 years, I made some jaadi roti( the only kinds where precision is not the key) daal, rice, sabji and papad and my two days were over sooner then I could think.🤤🤤
Until next time..