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Corn fritters, the Indian way

This was one of the rare occasions when I decided to make a yummy snack. Actually, a sting remark by the husband caused my generally thick nerves to take offense and I marched off in the kitchen to prove him all wrong (and to also to get rid of the small guilt that was also peeking its ugly head).

Whatever the reason, we were treated to a quick and very yummy fried snack that we gobbled down with some nice refreshing ginger tea.

The recipe was taken from here. 
I omitted the garlic, cloves and curry leaves. The taste was still good, so looks like you can make your tweaking.

The mixture

The final product


Comments

  1. Looks good, I recently made it too! And loved it:)

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    1. and, I was so glad that this is so easy to make ;-)

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  2. I cant see the pictures darn! Care to enter it for the IMC contest??? Can it be packed in the lunch box?

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    1. oh, how bad you can't see the pic.hmm, I guess it can be packed in the snack box..
      sure, will enter it for the IMC contest..thanks for the shout out, RM!
      I read about it on your blog but you know how much cooking I do, so didn't think much about it ;-)

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  3. Hmm Uma, you are giving me ideas for evening tea ;).. looks yummy i'm sure it was gone in a jiffy!

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  4. Uma, saw this post as soon as I woke up and thought will make it for son's lunch today and made it...:) let's see what he tells at the end of the day...:).. Thank you for a lunch idea..:)

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    1. It's not as if I am the inventor of this dish but I'm so glad you tried it out and your son liked it too, Latha!

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  5. Sounds yum!!! Will try this out for sure, hopefully my kids will enjoy it. I may try it in my kuzhipaniyaaram maker.

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    1. the kuzhipaniyaaram sounds like a better idea..less oil! I'll try it out the next time :-)

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  6. Looking good :) I am going to try it soon but I actually like garlic :)

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    1. I don't mind the garlic too, only I didn't have it :-) do let me know when you try it out.

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  7. everyone says they'll try making it... but I guess I am the only one thinking "Oh she never invited me!!!" God, I am hopeless when it comes to food!

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    1. hahaha..for someone who hardly makes anything out of the usual and ordinary, such a comment is quite amusing, Purnima :-) but you are most welcome anytime and I shall make them for you..:-)

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  8. i love everything made out of corn..so gotta try this one..

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    1. Do try it out, Nayana..it tastes yumm :-)

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  9. Never tried this....will chk out the recipe:-)

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    1. Erm....what sting remark was tht;-D????

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    2. Well, Nancy, we better leave it at that ;-)
      do try it the recipe and let me know..

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