What does gunpowder remind you of? Dumb question, right? Obviously, it reminds you of guns, explosives and what not. Some might recollect that Gunpowder was the horse that Ichabod Crane, the lanky hero from the Legend of Sleepy Hollow, rode when he went to meet his lady love Katrina Van Tassel. (That's another book I'll never tire of reading!)
However, for me, the mere mention of the word 'gunpowder' brings to mind Amma's crispy white dosas and the humble molagapodi. Molagapodi, for the uninitiated, is a spicy powdery mixture of... (err, I really don't know what, any help here?) that tastes absolutely divine with dosa and its steamed version, the idli. You add a dash of oil, mix it with the fiery molagapodi and your taste buds are in for a treat. Come to think of it, gunpowder indeed is a truly apt nickname!
I remember a few months ago, a friend and I went to a restaurant known as Murugan's Idli Kadai (a local favorite, you can ask anyone here) and we just pigged out on dosas, (ok am tired of italicizing this already!) idlies and molagapodi. An uncle was sitting on the other side of the table and he was looking at the molagapodi with a lot of interest. He didn't know what it was and I tried my best to explain it to him- 'It should be eaten with idlies and dosas, with a tinge of oil, and it'll taste really really good!' 'What's it called?’ he asked. 'Gunpowder', I promptly said. You should have seen the look on his face! :D I quickly reaffirmed that it was indeed edible, but I don't think he liked it much. Oh well, if you decide not to like something, nothing can be done about it right?
I remember the countless times Amma would pack this delightful combination in a little dabba for my recess breaks at school. And being the rather stubborn idiot that I
am was, I would take it back home, because I was too busy at school. Hmph. Anything to get it back now, neatly packed in a plastic box; a reminder of Amma's love and sacrifice. (That's what she would say each day I took it back without eating- Here I am,waking up at 4 each morning and making things for you- and you say you're too busy to eat! Will a donkey be able to realize the fragrance of camphor?! I agree, the last phrase doesn't sound right- I tried my best to translate :D
Well, what's the point of this rather pointless post? I'm just craving for some dosa and my favorite molagapodi and it looks like I'll have to wait a long time to get it, thanks to my
nightmares exams. Fair enough, don't you think?