Hindustan Times
There’s nothing like returning home. I’m getting pampered by my parents, doing no work around the house—and rummaging in various trunks and drawers for old photos, memorabilia and, yes, recipes!
So, here I am in my parent’s new flat in Bangalore’s Richards Town. It’s a typically breezy Bangalore morning. There are birds chirping everywhere, and there’s a comforting wall of green outside every window, even the aggressive mango tree pushing at the balcony of the dining room. Read more
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Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Thursday, March 12, 2009 at 1:20 pm
Filed under Food · Tagged bangalore, grandmother, letter, parents, Rumal Vadi
