Unfortunately, I didn't learn cooking some good South Indian food from any of them. However, today I thought of surprising my husband with some dosa and sambar for lunch. The sambar came out delicious, as per the recipe, but the dosa was a disaster for me. I thought it would be as easy as making pancakes, but dosa-making, let me rephrase, perfect dosa-making is an art, people.
The art of spreading the dosa so it forms a perfect circle and a single thin layer which can easily be rolled up as soon as it gets that beautiful perfect light golden-brown shade is a skill. Heating it just until the right time before you scrape the sides so it doesn't break, at just until the right amount of crispiness, just drizzling the right amount of oil so it doesn't get too greasy, and dropping just the right amount of batter so it's neither too thick nor too thin flaky layer, all at the right constant temperature. It needs talent.
Okay, I may be exaggerating - it probably just needs the right ingredients, correct proportions, and good amount of practice :-)
Want to see how my dosa turned out?
Sad! But I have no shame in sharing my dosa-disaster with the world. Because wait up world, I'll learn it well and come back with the art. And with the flawless dosa ;-)
Well, we're not perfect. And we all go through not-so-great moments in the kitchen. So, tell me your favorite disaster! :D
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