Until this evening when I was bitten by the experimental bug yet again and called up my mom in a jiffy to get the
And there I was thinking I was the best cook in the whole world. I don't know for what reason I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to make and eat mysore pak as my evening snack for the day. Akhir kyon! Why couldn't I think of a better snack like pakode or payasam which have been my best and most successful experiments so far!! Maybe it was Divine Intervention when God wanted to desperately warn me against my gluttony, and cooking escapades.
All I get at the end of the frustrating 15 minutes is an almost blackened besan powder in ghee. Gawd, where is my mysore pak - is it hiding behind this sooty stuff?
Okay, maybe I got it all wrong. Or missed some step in between. Let me re-check and try it again! This time I measured an even lesser portion of all the ingredients, used a new pan and followed the process carefully. Then why was the besan getting stuck to the spoon and the pan?
Now what do I do with the rock-solid lump? Maybe hit the annoying watchman of our apartment complex with it and pretend I didn't exist.