The best Dosa ever..

I like Dosas, but not so much that I would do a post on it. But then yesterday happened and something changed in my life. I have had the Dosa of my life! Excuse the hyperbole. I am theatrical.

Act 1 - I search on the net for a good Dosa place in Bangalore. "Central Tiffin Rooms" in Malleswaram has received rave reviews in umpteen links. So I zero down on CTR to visit over the weekend.

Act 2 - We drive down to the address mentioned in one of the links, en route to the airport to drop Husband. After asking two gentlemen (everyone seems to know the place) we reach the place. It is located at the corner of Margosa road, close to Malleswaram circle. Like all things legendary, it leaves a few things to imagination. Like why it would have a sign board that says "Sree Sagar" in Kannada when no one knows it by that name?

CTR looks nondescript and Husband turns around to give me a look that says "This is the place?". Ma runs inside to save Daughter from the chilly breeze. She plans to put daughter on a sofa. But there are no sofas. There are only elementary tables and chairs and the place is teeming with people. The person at the counter offers that he would have our order sent to the car. So we go back into the car and wait. Ma and Husband look surprised and sceptical about my promise of taking them for the best Dosa in Bangalore.

Act 3 - After what seems like a long wait (for the record, its always a bad idea to stop at a popular restaurant on the way to the airport to catch a flight) our Dosas finally arrive. They look good. Not the huge ones that we are used to seeing. They are small ones and they look golden, truly golden. With the first bite, I know that this is the best tasting Dosa I have ever had (notwithstanding all the oil). It is crisp yet so soft inside. And the taste is really pleasurable (for lack of a better word). Usually Dosas leave an unpleasant after taste, but not this one. I relish each bite. Everyone is pleased and I silently pat myself on the back. We want to have more but are running short of time. So we are left with the feeling of wanting a little bit more of it (the feeling so important in all performances).

Act 4 - Husband catches flight.

Treading the much trodden

You have been asking me start a blog for so long now. Finally decided to acquiesce! Desperately hoping that this blog will see beyond a few posts and improve my writing skills (at this point I want to use a smiley; but that wouldnt be good writing, would it?).

So I dedicate this blog to you - you who have been after me to start it.