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Master Chef: The day I conquered - The dosa

Okay, I don't know if I have written about my cooking adventures from pre college days, but long story short I was a disaster.

Fast forward many years, we now have a kitchen in the house and someday soon it was inevitable that I venture into the disaster zone and fend for my hunger. That great event occurred a few months back when I tried my hand at making myself some eggs and boy did I like what I made!! So did my roommates in fact. It was an improvised version of the bulls eye and it was just the way I like it - Hot 'n' Spicy!!

Mainstream cooking is still not my cup of tea. Eh?

Last Thursday however, I took a small step towards the next big adventure, when I woke up at 11:30 AM, hungry, still wondering what I'm doing with my life, confused, wondering if it was still 6 AM  and thirsty - so I walk into the kitchen for some water. There my super sleepy but sharp eyes noticed the Dosa batter and it looked it was left behind for me, for whenever I saw fit to honour the day by waking up, knowing fully well that it would only happen when it was almost lunch time for them.

I thought what the hell decided to dive into the attempt and this is what I ended up with:

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Sniff! I dunno if mom will be proud or take advantage of my blossoming culinary skills. I better not show this to her.

Don't go all please-cook-for-me-next-time-visit on my ass now, because the curry was already prepared by my roommate and very tasty at that.

Hey! One-small-step-at-a-time critics. And remember, this was an unsupervised first (baby) step.