You have nothing to lose but your chains.
Nothing like a bit of lavatorial humour to raise the tone. Putting it all into perspective (particularly the chains) is the lovely nehavish who took beautiful pics and wrote rather more sensibly on the delight of our day.
What she doesn’t mention is that she cooked – idlis, dosas and sambar – and they were divine. Kindly, she also doesn’t mention the fact that, as she commented at the time, “some people eat their food, others end up wearing it”.
A very kind woman spent quite a portion of a long train journey explaining exactly how to make them, and coconut chutney. The ingredients were many, the preparation lengthy and the specialised cooking implements required were not readily available in the UK.
Not only could I not make them, I couldn’t find them in restaurants anywhere. Even in the amazing range of South Indian restaurants in my part of London. Dosas there were a-plenty. But not an idli to be seen.
I wonder what it is about the idli that makes it so difficult to find in restaurants and snack bars. The batter is very similar to that used to make dosas so it’s not the ingredients. Maybe it’s the fact that they are best eaten absolutely fresh out of the steamer and take 10-20 minutes to cook whereas dosas are as fast as a crêpe to prepare.
Now I have my own idli guru I’m seriously considering attempting to make them at home. I’m sure the boys will like them.
preserving the datekins for future reference.