A couple days back I was eating this delicacy made by my mother called anda burji (dish made from smashed eggs), my mom makes it very fine ,crispy , with all sorts of daily masalas such as turmeric, red chilies and green chilies and of course the common ingredient that we hyperbolely say is mothers love . I ate that with the company of chapati as most of them do , it really acts as a catalyst in the whole meal . And as the very first bites goes into my mouth .'' aree waah wah . '' are my very first reaction then . The tomatoes, specially minced one just goes around the mouth the curry tree leaves (kadipatta), the onion blend and yes all the spices leaves me with a fulfilled appetite for some while after eating it .But not to forget the halitosis after the post eating of the egg material weather it may be burji or any thing else its just as bad as ass kind of odor sometimes. The cult of egg plus the mix of garlic just too help full to get you rejected in front of any girl while kissing.
And somewhat or the other I felt this smashed eggs thing similar with the life of a mumbaikar .Every day he wakes up fries himself up in the tawa of many other smashed pieces like him , some being the tomato savor while some being the onion essence each having other flavor each differing in taste .But they share a common experience when the come in this train they get all smashed, mixed, grinned, chopped, blend .One thing that a local anda burji has is that , the one found at the road side stall are very cheap easily swallowed and easily farted out too .Though being such, some people cant afford even that they are still counting their penny . And then I feel is the life too short like this dish to get off ? or is it just too sour, spicy, tangy that the moment we are just relishing its taste it just gets finished with our digestive process ? I usually try finding this out what is the real thing behind every individual becoming a part of this crowd really feel what binds them together well, as the day leans towards the set .whatever the story might be every day another egg roasts the difference is just that how it goes some with cheap bread other with rich toasts .

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