I always loved the lunches my best friend L got to school. Her Mom was a very good cook and I made sure L reserved a major portion of her lunch box for me. She was/is one of my closest of friends and there is no doubt I loved her company and always wished to hang out at her place irrespective of the food, that is. But, the fact that her Mom was an amazing cook only amplified the desire a tad bit more .
These fried dumplings called Paddu sometimes came in L’s lunches and were coveted by not just me but, by many of our other avaricious friends as well. So, my dearest pal L, bless her sweet sweet heart, always saved a few extra for me in a safe place before she opened her box to the wild hungry wolves around us. And though I knew that my portion existed elsewhere, I still fought with the rest to get my split in this share of the treat as well;). You see, greed is a vice I’ve had tough timing dealing with all my life . Anyway, what is worth mentioning here though is that, it was not just with food that L made sure that I got more than I deserve. She’s been there for me as a close confidant all through my life. My preteens, teens and now well into my adulthood. And though today we live across the globe from each other, every time either of us are having a plate of these yummy dumplings we never fail to think back of the good times we shared.
L in the last few years has been having more than her warranted share of problems in life. And to all or any of you who have taken the pains to read through my monologue here, I’d be grateful if you could spare a moment to send over some good thoughts, spirits and prayers her way. Not because L is my friend but because she is a genuinely nice person and totally totally deserves it.
1/3 cup urad dal/black gram
1 cup raw rice
1 tsp fenugreek/methi seeds
3 tbsp thin poha/parched (beaten) rice
3 tbsp finely chopped cilantro
2 sprigs of finely chopped curry leaves
1 med sized onion finely chopped
2 green chilies finely chopped
salt to taste
1/2 tsp finely chopped ginger