"The poetry of dosa making" - this post is such a delightful read, replete with scents and feels of another era. Brought memories of similar family bonding in my home across several living rooms, terraces, gardens.
Loved reading this, Subbu and Sri! I am fortunate to have had such community gatherings on my building terrace too - it was one of my most comforting spaces and many, many conversations have happened there...both with family / friends and with myself. Thank you so much for sharing your mum, and your dosas 😊 with us, Subbu. Your writing is wonderfully visual and so full of 'home'. God bless you...keep writing!
Wonderful write up. Took me to the days when we used to sleep on the terrace looking at the stars. Rising of vruschika rasi (Scorpio) would make me awe.
"The poetry of dosa making" - this post is such a delightful read, replete with scents and feels of another era. Brought memories of similar family bonding in my home across several living rooms, terraces, gardens.
Wasn’t it wonderful! It reminds me of bonding in living rooms with radio and TV blaring in the background
Loved reading this, Subbu and Sri! I am fortunate to have had such community gatherings on my building terrace too - it was one of my most comforting spaces and many, many conversations have happened there...both with family / friends and with myself. Thank you so much for sharing your mum, and your dosas 😊 with us, Subbu. Your writing is wonderfully visual and so full of 'home'. God bless you...keep writing!
Hey thanks Mishree
Do post your warm stories
I was transported to that world and long to be part of the Dosa dinner nights. Such a delicious essay that brings together so much
Wonderful write up. Took me to the days when we used to sleep on the terrace looking at the stars. Rising of vruschika rasi (Scorpio) would make me awe.
What a lovely memory shared and such lovely dosa dinner evenings !! Utterly precious.