Of Cravings that Troubled the Better Half

So, out of the blue, I had an intense craving for dahi puri which I conveyed to the BH . Now if we were staying in India, we would have simply walked out to the nearest chat center and had dahi puri to our heart's delight. But staying in a country with limited presence of Indians and Indian products meant that satisfying this craving meant considerable amount of planning.

First stroke of luck was we got our hands on semi-ready puris ; they are a blessing. They are flat, little puris which get puffed up the moment we drop them in the oil. We had the foresight to request an Indian colleague to get it from India and what a great decision it turned out to be!!

Second stroke of luck? We had all the required ingredients at home. Now, being a weekend, all the stores were closed (and this is one of the reasons why I miss India sorely. Getting stuff in the middle of the night is a myth here.).

The better half dutifully chopped up the veggie stuffing and other ingredients required for dahi puri and voila! I must have had close to fifteen to twenty puris and quite shamelessly plundered BH's puri stash. And the poor thing meekly submitted to this loot. After all, he knows better than to face the hungry-angry version of me.


And here is a demonstration of the BH's superior culinary skills. Notice those veggies cut up in tiny pieces :)

The stuffing for dahi puri. Missing in action : Kacchi kairi