About the Author: jerald07

Rising up on my toes at the age of three to catch a glimpse of what was causing such happy commotion at the dinner table is my earliest memory of the samosa. Being an only child in the group, I was disadvantaged. Failing to catch a glimpse, I ran to my mom. She offered a piece. With innate childhood caution, I tasted the crust. A minute later, my mouth opened. In India, samosas are everywhere. From vendors to shops, school and college canteens to every M.G. Road in every Indian city. People happily walk through winding lanes or brave traffic to reach that special dukaan or halwai, selling delectable samosas. Apart from Bikaneris and Agrawals, shops with curious and eclectic names like ‘kunnu or Baku ke samose’ exist. Samosa will be always a nostalgic piece of my childhood memories

Childhood Memories of Samosas
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Bengaluru
Childhood Memories of Samosas
XHXR+GR
Bengaluru