Dhirda: Millet Crepes
Dhirda Recently my sister and my cousin took my mom and maushi (aunt) to task. They cornered them during a routine evening chat and accused them on their faces. The moms accepted the accusation and meekly submitted to improving the state of things in the coming future. The subject that made my will-take-non-nonsense-from-anyone Aai agree with us (an occasion which is rarer than the Snow donuts, yep they exist), was our contention that our maushi and Aai have given up making many of the nice dishes my grandmother used to make as evening snacks when we were kids. The French have Crepes, we have dhirda Any evening if you visited her house, you were sure to be treated with something garam garam . If you were particularly lucky you were served piping hot crisp tandalachya pithacha dhirda. On a side note: When I try to make these, it’s always a disaster. They all decide to convulse in a gooey mess in the middle of the pan…be it Teflon, ...