Monsoon Pakora Sandwich

20 years ago, the 4pm hunger used to hit exactly like it does today. Sugar cravings, metabolism running hot, body asking for something with absolutely zero nutritional value.

Carbs get blamed on us a lot. As if America doesn’t have fries on everything and the UK doesn’t run on fish and chips. Every culture has its carb language. Ours just happens to come fried and golden during monsoon.

In our house there were always pakoras — moong dal, the onion ones we called bhajiyas, and pateeka, thin-sliced vegetables dipped in spiced besan batter and fried till crisp. Usually dunked in ketchup and eaten hot.

This time I put them in a sandwich.
Onion and potato pakoras, hung curd whisked with green chutney to mellow it out, pickled onions for acid, and sev on top — because no Bombay sandwich is complete without it.

Calorie counting can wait.
Full recipe on the  blog