Sunday Breakfast

Sunday morning I woke up craving Upma - a savoury dish made from semolina with peanuts and loads of veggies. I set out chopping carrots and defreezing peas. 

As I started roasting the semolina in walked N. 
'What are you making mama?' she asked, 'Halwa?' 
Halwa is a sweet preparation also made from roasted Semolina, a huge favourite with both the kids. H followed soon, sniffing, 'Ummm I haven't even smelt halwa for soooo long.' He's such a sniffer, this one. He goes around smelling flour and dough and sugar and raw vegetables. 

The halwa used to be a breakfast staple till The Husband turned diabetic. I, in any case, am a perpetual weight watcher. Besides, I've been in consultation with a dietitian for the past few months and am allowed a 'what-I-want' breakfast only on Sundays.


Anyway, even as the kids hung around the kitchen, before I knew it, just like that, I was pouring ghee (clarified butter) in the pan, then the roasted semolina and the sugar and making halwa.

Instead of this..
Doesn't the upma look great with all those colourful vegetables?
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I ended up with this.
That's halwa - Sweet and nutty and delicious.
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That's what kids do - saunter into your lives without as much as a 'May-I' and change your plans completely. What's stranger, you don't realise it for a long long time and when you do, you don't really mind it. They do bring along lots of sweetness, right? 
That kind of makes it all worth it.

However, what they do not do, is stave off Upma cravings. And so after I was done, up went another pan and I set out roasting a fresh batch of semolina and made the Upma too. No point stifling your cravings.

The Sunday breakfast table was one happy place yesterday.

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