I don't know how to put into words but lately I have discovered that we Nepalis are maha-foodies because when we talk( especially over phone), the very first question we ask after the traditional exchange of greetings is,'khana khayo?'( had your meal?), 'k khayo?'(what you had?).
As I child I was obsessed with milk and roti. That very 'milk-roti' combo would serve my purpose for the entire day. I had my own style of having it; crumbling roti into pieces and pouring hot milk over it.
My obsession for food doesn't end here.
My Aama's 'chamre bhat'(fried rice), little crispy little soft served with 'aalu Ko achar'(aalu chokha), which I wouldn't eat unless made them into small cute balls. Yes, I know but yet we call 'achar' instead of 'chatni'.
And the third in the list is taken by 'kaalo daal', the popular black lentils.
By God, they are my favourite but only when prepared by my mom, and to my badluck, she left cooking long ago due to health issues. I so much crave for them.
Not my adulthood, but yes my childhood was definitely a colourful one and all thanks to my Aama's culinary art. That one woman in my life, on whom my foundation stands firm.
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