I realize that there is something strange about me. My South-Indian community just might disown me when they find out. I’m taking that risk in order to be truthful here.
Here goes. I like cold food. Not just any cold food. Cold South-Indian food! My folks just MUST have piping hot rasam everyday. And I, just don’t care for it. Vatha-kozhambu which is about room temperature appeals to me much more than when its hot. Chilled, spicy potato roast with chilled pumpkin thogayal is a combination to die for. I love to eat cup after cup of chilled tadka dal. Or dal makhni for that matter.
Alright. The last two weren’t exactly South-Indian. Yet, isn’t this weird? Something is very wrong indeed.
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