Three months ago, I did a minor(read Major) boasting about the wonder that is “Masala Dosa”, so convincingly that Smruti, my boss, soon wanted me to make it one day at her home for our colleagues.. I gulped, and gave some excuses in my own masterly way and I have been postponing it for around three months. But last two days back when she brought back the topic, I agreed to make it on coming friday(yesterday). I gave her all the proportions for the batter from memory(oh yes.. I have learnt a lot of cooking and cooking tips from my amma and maami logs) and things needed for sambaar and chutney.
Pat, the srilankan of our office, volunteered to bring coconut chutney from home, and my task was reduced to making Dosa, Masala and Sambaar.. Friday came and Smurti was helping me with the preparations. I left office a bit early to Smruti’s home and started off with Sambaar, and soon the sambaar was simmering in the gas.. I was putting my whole heart into cooking and smruti was observing me throughout..
I chopped onions, cut potatoes and soon was preparing masala.. Dot 7.00 and everything was ready to be served.. I couldnt beleive myself.. We both cooked food for around 15 people.. Pat soon came with the chutney and soon the people started coming.. Myself and smruti juggled between two tava’s and soon I could find the satisfaction on everyones face..
Hmm.. I was wondering if everything is fine.. if it tasted anything like masala dosa.. But I found my answer, when I saw pat also, relishing the same.. After dinner, the company gossips took over.. I was proud indeed.. I realised, I can do it, If I want..
ps:I’m told I am in the good books of Smruti since I make masala dosa.. No.. thats incorrect partially… Sambaar has a role too.. 😉