The Beginnings

I have such wonderful memories of eating as a child. My big sister, brother and I used to sit in a semicircle whilst our Ma fed each one of us in turn. She often told us a story (Hirmala Jogi) at the same time and I remember, it usually was the same one probably because one of us would insist she told the same story again and again. If my memory serves me right the meal always contained dal, vegetable and plain rice. I thought it would be most appropriate that my recipe is my Ma’s dal.

Rajiv