100 words and five on ‘Breakfast’:

‘What would you, for breakfast?’
Doting grandma caringly asked.

Toast, butter, cheese and jam –
not for the one from Birmingham.

‘Dosai, appam, idly, vadai –
not for the one from Manamadurai.

‘Parontha, puri, bhajiya, curd –
not for the one from Chandigarh.

It was a challenge all right –
Grandma didn’t wink all night.

At the table, sharp at eight,
eyes were wide, tongues were out.

Not for long did they wait.
When it came, what a sight!

Idly-dough into patties fried,
burger-bread with chutney spread.

Cheese and cabbage, to be right,
olives and raisins, sure to delight.

Fingers licked, plates cleaned,
Grandma’s original stands revealed.


In response to the drabble challenge hosted by Aheïla at http: //


6 Responses to Breakfast

  1. Ryan says:

    Nice, playful tale and rhythm!


  2. Aheïla says:

    I concur! 😉


  3. S R Kannan says:

    Must be a Bombayite, sorry Mumbayite. Vadapav was a cultural shock when I first came to Mumbai.


  4. trisha says:

    this magic is gone now 🙂
    the magic of that generation.


  5. mish says:

    A true culinary delight ~ delivered in a fun & light-hearted manner and served up in a way that only a ‘doting grandma’ would know how …


  6. tara tyler says:

    my dumb blogger went down, but thanks for the comment on aheila’s blog.
    yours was a mouthful!
    i appreciate such a playful use of languages =)


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