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This Sunday we made kanda poha

“You need to let them soak some more.”, she said, when I was about to turn over the vessel containing wet poha. They had been soaking in water for about an hour now, enough for the fragile little wafers to become a soggy mass. Yet, I turned to her, acknowledged her instruction and did as she bade me leaving the poha alone. There was no getting around her when she was the back seat cook.
A week ago she had decided that the coming Sunday we would make kanda poha per her instructions and so far we had deviated from every rule in the poha making book. I had yet to chop the onions, we had run out of fresh coriander and grated coconut, the must haves for a perfect plate of kanda poha. “Can I move to the onions now? And perhaps add a potato or two?”, I asked her. “Has the poha soaked enough?” she asked, for the fifth time. “Yes, it’s been swimming in water for an hour and now it has drowned, can we rescue it?”. “Yes, yes, do that now or you’ll get lumpy poha! What have you been waiting for?”…