I made baby corn manchurian yesterday.
Alas, that is the last mention of the dish on this blog post. The post is about the inspiration that struck while I was making it, when I opened the wrong container and found some aval (flattened rice/poha stuff) inside.
Me: I think I am gonna play matchmaker today.
The H: Hmm?
Me (walking to the microwave oven): Aval, meet Avan (Oven)....Oven, meet Aval. *turning to The H* See?
The H: You are simply brilliant!
It's awesome when your sudden inspirations are appreciated, isn't it? Ignoring the sarcastic undertone, of course. :D
Alas, that is the last mention of the dish on this blog post. The post is about the inspiration that struck while I was making it, when I opened the wrong container and found some aval (flattened rice/poha stuff) inside.
Me: I think I am gonna play matchmaker today.
The H: Hmm?
Me (walking to the microwave oven): Aval, meet Avan (Oven)....Oven, meet Aval. *turning to The H* See?
The H: You are simply brilliant!
It's awesome when your sudden inspirations are appreciated, isn't it? Ignoring the sarcastic undertone, of course. :D
