Top 10 Food Combinations


  I am hungry and the food is not ready. My stomach is growling and hence I can’t think of anything except food. My mind is floating in a world where a limitless buffet is laid out and the aroma of different food items is adding to the visual experience. And suddenly a thought strikes me: how about listing down the top 10 food combinations? So, here are my favourites: 

1.    Daal-Chawal: Nothing can beat this all-time fantastic combination. And especially if the daal is black masoor.
2.    Vanilla Ice-cream & Alphonso Mango Cubes: Wow! An absolute mouth-watering dessert; the mango cubes, soft and delectable, coated with vanilla ice-cream, the taste just lingers.
3.    Jalebi-Rabdi: Hot jalebis and cold rabdi, ooh la la la.
4.    Aloo Paratha & Sweetened Yoghurt: A perfect weekend breakfast.
5.    Fish n rice (Saas ni machchi): The typical Parsi cuisine. Yellow rice with pomfret fish fillets in white sauce.
6.    Dal-gosht & Baghra Chawal: Mia-bhai dish. Just so divine
7.    Vada-Pav: Aamchi Mumbai zindabad! Jai ho Maharashtra! From the poorest to the richest, who doesn’t enjoy the ubiquitous potato vada crushed in pav with red dry chilli powder and green chutney.
8.    Sarso ka saag and makke ki roti: Kya jodi hai! Superb. Just khaate raho aur chaas peete raho.
9.    Kheer-poori: Gosh! This is an unbeatable combination. And mom made great kheer, thick and yummy. Dip the poori in it and lo! you get the taste of heavenly delights.
10.  Reindeer meat with rice served with berries: I ate this in Finland and want to go back just to partake this dish again. 
I hope my wife has finished with her cooking because all around me I am seeing only food.
-  NZ
17.10.2019
BN: 160

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