Upma is a simple savory dish for any time of the day. It is very simple to prepare and you can also add as many variations as you need for the upma. To me, they are made on a very lazy boring day! Although, I try to change my grains every time I make the upma. Who likes to eat the same upma with similar vermicilli and just onions and tomatoes? well, I certainly don't! But there were days when I love to eat them that way! You know, when Sundar prepares I insist him to be simple, as they taste very yummy that way! No, not for flattering but the truth!
I had bought these puffed rice during karthiai and made very minimal pori Urundai and now there's whole big bag lying in the pantry. My litltle champ opens the door to play with them and reminds me often. I was too lazy to make a breakfast for myself. Then I was thinking of my regular oats upma (this has also began to bore in a while), these puffed rice popped up! So, to my upma I added these instead of my every boring oats!
I will be chit chat with my mom, and aunt in India in the mornings. When they come online, I never know how time passes. Most of the time is had by my little champ and the rest when my barbie doll (Hasini insists me calling her that way!) comes from school. She and her friends have these nick names and they call for themselves. She is called Barbie, and she calls her friends Golden, and some more. I just see her as how I was at that age, well, no, I was too too baby like. Rather, never understood this as she understands nor this helpful. I admit! This talk doesn't seem to end here, so lets hop into our recipe,
I had bought these puffed rice during karthiai and made very minimal pori Urundai and now there's whole big bag lying in the pantry. My litltle champ opens the door to play with them and reminds me often. I was too lazy to make a breakfast for myself. Then I was thinking of my regular oats upma (this has also began to bore in a while), these puffed rice popped up! So, to my upma I added these instead of my every boring oats!
I will be chit chat with my mom, and aunt in India in the mornings. When they come online, I never know how time passes. Most of the time is had by my little champ and the rest when my barbie doll (Hasini insists me calling her that way!) comes from school. She and her friends have these nick names and they call for themselves. She is called Barbie, and she calls her friends Golden, and some more. I just see her as how I was at that age, well, no, I was too too baby like. Rather, never understood this as she understands nor this helpful. I admit! This talk doesn't seem to end here, so lets hop into our recipe,




