Pappada Boli & Adukkala Pravesham

kara mura kara mura kara mura ....
Once again i dipped my hand into the tin,

"dishum dishum dishum" Premnazir was dishumming the bad guy Joseprakash and Sheela was weeping...fayyankara climaxx

Suddenly my hand turned up empty to my still open awaiting mouth...

'nge! theerno?" itreyum pettanu! che!

ithaa villian Joseprakash is caught...

Rest of the movie didnt have the same appeal...i think mainly becoz the there was no more pappada boli for those appropriate scenes...
I darent ask mummy again..not after finishing up some pappada boli from the 'Nido' tin...well, not 'some' but a little more, maybe half the tin..che! ...mummy should've made kurechum koodi. ithu mathiyillelo!

The rest of the movie i forgot and neither did i try to find out mummy's delicious pappada boli recipe. She made tons of it i think....all those vacations, at home there was always a tin of pappada bolie for us. none in my family knows her recipe and tho i try to..it just doesnt taste like hers used to.

Anyway heres my version Pappadam boli recipe ( No correct recipe...just eyeballing here).

• Kadala maav for batter.
• Ari podi - a little for crispness.
• Pinch of jeeragam, a dash of Hing, aymodakam/ omum seeds crushed, red chilli powder, a pinch of coriander powder, turmeric.

Make batter of the above powders with little water - batter shd be thick enuff to coat the papadams each..not too thick but a tempura like coating + add a little warm oil too.

Heat up oil in a cheena chatti/wok/kadai -when oil's really hot - slowly slide the thick batter coated pappadams one at a time...turn em over when light golden fried.

Drain on kitchen towels and enjoy with hot tea, kara mura pappada boli.


Adukkala Pravesham
....searching out mummy and finding her asleep i knew better than to wake her up for such a trivial thing as some Egg scramble.

I wanted it right away.illengill..illengill ....aaa....it was with such persistent 'kothee' to eat something right away that led me to all those kitchen forays..esp when the chance was golden..mummy fast asleep in the afternoon and the kitchen was all awaiting ME! silently i tiptoed into the kitchen...

Eggs ready & skillet on the stove...i must be as quiet as possible- mummy better not find out my attempts! pinne...

Stove 'on' aakee, motta pottichu ittaal mathi...so here goes.."ttapp". (i felt so grown up!)

-right crack, but the force surprised me and motta cracked in my hand and onto the kitchen table...
saram illa ennu ende manasu paranju...pinne clean cheytholaam. This shud be easy..atleast mom did this super easy - ...so next one..hit it off center on the egg with the back of the spoon...

'ttapp'

Che!! this panna egg , fell clean on the floor! ..

'aanhaa!' i must break this egg INTO the bowl..it became a vaashi now.
nothing stops me...but ofcourse im v v quiet ..dont want Mummy seeing all this...

but it fell everywhere else except into the bowl!..

and next one..one more ...Pakshe each and every one of them were bad eggs...u know what i mean? they all fell either on the stove, or next to the bowl or again on the floor...

That was atleast 5 or 6 eggs..

Last idea -I tapped the egg shell and all IN the bowl itself . that was a good idea. I picked out the shells..ultra messy by now and smelly...but i will have the egg...by now it wasnt the desire for the egg scramble rather the desire to do the whole thing with the flair and panache mom showed towards cooking. Added a dash of salt..and poured it into the skillet after beating the egg for a second or two..

but wait ..'where was the nice yummy frying sound?" i voiced it loud...
Ofcourse - Oil..then here it is...

I poured a little oil on the egg, around the egg and for good measure all around the the edge of the pan...
and waited
and waited...
after the longest time..i started scrambling the egg all about furiously professional 'mom-like' and it was so so fun...smoky too somehow..

'thwack' - Ellam valara pettannu aayirunnu

Evidunno oru assall adi on my poram...ayyyo! njaan njetti poyi..endha pattiyedhu ende purathil?


MUMMY!

kittye vaakkinu she gave a resounding thwack on my back... two solid ones to stop me mid track of my motta fry by now smelling near burnt...

Haa.....adhu kazhinjappol...mottayodu enikku velliya thaalpariyam illa....

Chance kittiyaal kazhikaan tharunna motta I'd throw away and if im caught throwing it away, then i'd resort to terrible stinky underhanded paruvaadees... i mean literally stinky idea it turned out..much later, much much later ....

the stinky idea is another story, another summer vacation and Cousin 3 stands witness to that one...the loveable Cousin 3. ...
by then i was more clever ...i was in 7th grade and so had better ways to do away with eggs or so i thought! :)


Pinneyum kurachu 'motta' kathakalumaayi njaan, Crispus. :)