Masala Dosai....The most I miss!

Wow! Imagine the crispy nei(ghee) roast filled with ullakazhangu(potato) curry or more commonly called the masala coated with a layer of melting butter in your mouth. Whoa! What a feeling! The feeling itself paralyses me for a moment. Nothing in the world can beat the delicate roll of a masala dosai. Get me the dishes - burgers, pizzas, enchiladas, burritos.... I am sure nothing can come close to this most famous South Indian dish. The crunchy masala dosai gives a feeling of immense satisfaction and pleasure as it finds its way through the esophagus, conveying the dosai from the pharynx to the stomach ( I think I remember some Biology). Inevitably, back in India, a weekly bout of four-five masala dosais used to find its way into my stomach. Any hotel, any place, the dish used to be dosai. I am reminded of the number of new darshinis(stand-in restaurants) lining up the streets every other day. One place that stands out for fantastic masala dosais is Central Tiffin Room (Shree Sagar). This place is located on Margosa Road in Malleswaram just opposite the play ground. An old, green building is no indication of the delicacies served inside. An evening stroll with friends, and we would invariably land up in this wonderful place and gobble up the offerings in delight. The ambience of the place was such that you can sit with friends and talk for a long time over a plate of Dosai and Sambar. I used to like this place all the more because of the green chutney that used to accompany the plate of Dosai, coconut chutney and sambar. The best part was to wait for the bearer to get the dosai after you have placed the order. Those few minutes were often spent in the direction of the kitchen. It was like waiting for eternity. And when you are hungry, no need to mention how much the wait is worth. Oh! When is it going to come! What a feeling! The discussions gradually used to subside once we saw the plates of dosas balanced beautifully by the bearer, and for the next few minutes, there used to be no talks but only the pleasure of stimulating your taste buds.

My mother often used to reprimand me after a masala dosai fiesta....Don't tell me you had masala dosai again! Now.......I am not sure when I am going to have the next dosai, let alone masala dosai. How I wish my mother can scold me for having masala dosais! For a dosai freak, there can't be a worse punishment!!!