I always feel responsible when my maamiyaar seems cross. She
may have had some disagreement with Jagan. She may be upset that the maid
retorted defiantly. Relatives may be giving her grief. She may have an upset
stomach. I still feel responsible. Most times I don’t know the reason but
because I feel responsible I don’t ask.
I need to know though. So I rewind and play the day’s
happenings in my mind stopping to scrutinize at every step –
Did I say the truth?
Did I make seppankezhangu fry?
Did I not react cheerily enough to something?
Last week she seemed particularly morose. I felt I was
responsible. I didn’t ask. But I worried. I pondered aloud to Jagan who
admonished me for being irrational and dismissed me as an obsessive worrier.
He triumphantly told me later that day “She was unwell. She
had had an upset stomach yesterday night and that is the reason she looks
dismal. I told you, you are wrong. This is the way you screw up things.” Taking
the opportunity, Jagan went on about how my instincts were not always right. I
needed to be more chatty, I needed to text her, call her and generally act
sweet.
Sweet?! How do ya be that to the Maamiyaar? Somebody please
(don’t) teach me.
Hmm, Maybe I am overanxious. Maybe, I am over-reacting to
everything.
Knowing it wasn’t me I asked her that night “I heard you
were sick. What happened?”
“Was a terrible case of food poisoning. It was the tamarind
rice I had at lunch.”
I stutter “Puli Puli sadam? Maybe it was the medhu pakoda we
bought yesterday”.
I had made the tamarind rice (puli sadam) the day before.
“No, it must be the Puli sadam. The Puli kaachal in the
fridge was too old. I should have thrown it out.”
“Hmm.. Oh” I slink off.
I had not made the puli kaachal. She had. I had used the
leftover puli kaachal sitting in the fridge. I had wronged.
She had an upset stomach and I was responsible.
I made these sprouts stuffed parathas in a fit of health
consciousness. I realized I wasn’t replacing everything with millets. I wasn’t
substituting all purpose flour and granulated sugar with ragi and beetroots. I
reckoned a little bit of sprouts stuffed inside parathas would compensate in
some way.
I mixed bean sprouts in with boiled mashed potatoes, minced
green chillies and cumin and stuffed that into whole wheat dough balls and
rolled them out crunching the sprouts under my rolling pin. Cook the parathas
on a hot tawa smearing with oil or butter. Chill leftover parathas and warm the
on a tawa just before eating. They taste even better.
Prep time: 20 mins
Cooking time: 15 mins
Makes: 6-8 parathas
Ingredients - Dough
Whole wheat flour – 2 cupsSalt to taste
Water as necessary to make a dough
Oil – 1 tsp
Ingredients – Sprouts
potato stuffing
Mixed bean sprouts – 1 cupPotatoes – 2 large boiled, peeled and mashed
Green chillies – 2-3 minced
Cumin powder – 2 tsp
Coriander leaves – a handful chopped
Salt to taste
Oil/Butter – 6 tbsp for frying the parathas
Method
1.
Prepare the dough. Mix flour and salt in a bowl.
Add water little at a time to make a smooth, soft dough. Add oil, knead it it
and let the dough ball rest.
2.
Prepare the filling. Combined mashed potato,
bean sprouts, salt, minced green chillies, coriander leaves and cumin powder.
Mix well and set aside.
3.
Pinch a large lemon sized ball of the dough.
Dust your working surface with flour and roll out the dough ball to a small
circle. Place a ball of the stuffing inside. Pinch edges of the dough ball
together , flatten and roll out again to make a large paratha. You may need to
press and crush the sprouts a bit.
4.
Heat a tawa. Place rolled out paratha on the
tawa. Cook on medium flame till golden spots appear on the bottom. Flip and
cook the other side also to golden brown, smearing oil or butter all around the
paratha. Serve hot with yogurt, pickle or gravy of your choice.
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