Now, you are either taking umbrage or laughing away at the nadirs of emptiness in the mind that i have reached. hmm Well, seriously… Take a look at this.
Here are whats called ‘murukku‘ in Tamil territory.
Not much technology here. Infact, age old recipe. Plain old flour coming from grain, going through different moulds to create basic designs. Of course, deep fried in oil or sometimes in mouth watering ghee !
There you go. Petals. Whorls. Plain surfaces. Labyrinthine mazes. A sight to the eye. All hoarding calories like a glutton engulfed with additional greed !
Invariably its the eye that spots these. The whorls and patterns draw the eye like parched land to rain !
The mind and imagination then kick in their work. The imagined taste of each of these awaken the slumber of hidden taste buds resting in the tongue.
The ears hear the crackle of the ‘murukku’ against the teeth, the melting of the ghee and the after taste after the murukku is long gone into the deepest recesses of the tyre !
( Yes, the mind allows thinking of the tyre to seep in only after the snack sinks into the alimentary canal ) !
And even as the mind is thinking of all of this, the eyes induce the hands to declare independence. The wallet comes out and in a while the rest of the world hears the crackle : the crackle of the murukku as the teeth work on them !
The rest is history !
Ah ! The eyes !
Perfect spicy petals
whispering
with the wild whorls,
on the recent
hot experience,
while the traditional
spirals
brush off
their disapproving
modern glances
on
their old-style
slightly thorny surface.
Firmly holding on,
to the
maiden name,
“Murukku”,
while the rest
of modern types
call themselves
“Crunchies”
on Facebook …..
And the
poetic marathoner,
shuts his wallet,
takes a bite,
and types in a
Facebook status,
saying,
“Eat it,
while the “I” is there;
you will
soon learn
what
to perform everyday,
when the “I”
disappears
from the mind……
yum! Are those all home made?! Btw, put up pics of my mom in my post now. Check it out if interested.
Oh! Kavi…
Murukkus are my fav too…
Once I found a shop churning out murukus as big as a diner plate… :):)
Droooling at the murukkus, no words visible now:):)
Yum-scrum. Murukkus are my favourite snack! I miss those crunchy murukkus of Tamil nadu.
Did u take that picture? So many varieties of them!
And who cares if eating murukkus adds to the tyres. It’s too good to resist.
Enjoyed reading your post.
This is one thing that you can’t eat without others knowing about it.CRACK
As a child, I used to be be bribed with Murukkus to go to school 🙂
I would try these.
Over and over again, I suspect!
Pearl
It is the case of a minute on your lips and a lifetime on the hips?
Acchu murukku – it has been ages since I had them.. drooling.. I need to get to India NOW to get my fill of acchu murukku
Always loved achappam
yummmmm..as kids, we used to make others jealous in schools by making the CRACK noise..luckily, my school never had restrictions on what we could carry in our tiffins..
you know, my mom makes sabudana ka papad, rice ka papad – small ones..they are so tasty..
I guess, the kid in me is woken up..gotta visit mom tomorrow now 🙂
Thanks to your post, I ended up snacking on biscuits at midnight! No murukkus stocked u c…
I always say I don’t like murukkus (and its siblings – thattai, seedai, thenkuzhal), then end up having more than half of whats on S’ plate 🙂 But I do prefer the sweet varieties – vella thenkuzhal, adhirasam, appam
I have been feeling a little sad that the art of making these delicacies will be lost with this generation. Who makes these anymore, we buy them from Grand sweets or the Iyengar outlets (in Bangalore) or the homemade maami ones (in Tamilnadu).
Such a lovely snack with evening tea.Who cares about the tummy, it expands no matter what.
ada da da. I love the muruku which I am trying to resist nowadays.
Ugich Konitari : Take a bow. Once again. As much as the tyre would allow !
The poetic marathoner better shut his mouth, if has any dreams of having a decent run in this year’s marathon ! Pictures of murukku dont help !
Fantastic and thank you !
roshini : Thanks ! Yes. Kind of home made ! 🙂
Pins N Ashes : as big as a dinner plate ? Well, thats small size in my standards. It has to be a bathtub size for me to raise eyebrows !
RGB : Yes. All pictures on this blog are mine ! 🙂 Well, nobody cares except say perhaps for that lurking gentleman called conscience and good health !
The Holy Lama : You bet. It has to crack. That crack brings a certain taste along with it ! 🙂
Danesh : Well, well, i had other bribes. The murukkus came so naturally and stayed there ! 🙂
Pearl : i am reasonably sure ! 🙂
Radha : yes yes. And i would like to believe that it is the same with all people. Ok. At least most people ! 🙂
Pooh : its available in pre packed varieties here. Not as good. But then, there is this satisfaction of eating an Achu murukku ! 🙂
Haddock : Well, who didnt ! Anybody who didnt would have broken the mould ! Whatsay ?
🙂
neha : neither did my school. Anything was ok, as long as it was vegetarian ! And yes, sabudana papad is a personal favourite too ! Get it to the meet the next time ! 🙂
Arundhati : Well, well..the blame lies on this post is it !?! 🙂
Aparna : Ofcourse. It expands no matter what !! Ofcourse, ofcourse !
NS Iyer : Well, i cant go much on the distance sir!
Murruka vida, ezhuthina vidam, nalla narrukkunu murrukku matri irrunthathu! 😀
Good write-up…reading it felt as if eating one! 🙂
ahh, I am hungry now…..
The eyes! you are right there, bang on. Its the visual feast that makes you hungry. No talk or even a write up about murukku will make you drool as much as a lovely pic or the sight of them!