Archive | May 2012

Camping, rafting and all that fun

Yayyyyyyy another wish of mine – checked. We did camping and rafting during last long weekend. M’s colleagues went on camping last year and I came to know about it while chatting with his colleague’s wife on a different trip later last year. I asked her to include our family if they plan camping next time and then we forgot about it.  Few weeks ago M’s colleague contacted M with their plan for camping on the Memorial day long weekend. M shared the details with me that evening but we were not sure if we will be able to make it. Both of us had some office work that weekend. It was a group of seven families and we requested them to have us as optional.

With all this confusion around we didn’t buy anything till Wednesday evening with just two more days to go.  On Wednesday we decided to buy the needed stuff and return them if we don’t make it to the trip. So, we hit the stores and bought tent, tarpoline, mosquito repellent et all and started the packing on Friday late night. The trip plan was to start on Saturday morning and come back on Monday aftenoon. With food, I was asked to make Idlis/chutneys. So, I soaked rice/urad dal on Thursday morning and prepared batter on Thursday evening. M was saying my Idlis are going to be hard as people will consume it almost after 6 hours of making. I was worried but still I went ahead and made 3 batches of Idlis (each batch made 16 Idlis), coconut chutney on Saturday morning.  I also prepared and onion/tomato chutney on Friday evening. Don’t ask me about the time I woke up on Saturday **sob sob** :(. As I was making Idlis, M packed the last minute luggage that is camp chairs/beeg umbrella that we borrowed, comforters, air beds, pillows, dresses, toiletries, sneakers, caps, sunscreen, tent et all. The car trunk was overflowing and we had to use the space in back seat to fill the rest.

All the other 6 families stay in same apartment community so the plan was to meet at a food store near their community at 10am. We planned to step out at 9am as we had to stop by nearby Indian store to buy some food items but managed to leave at 9:25am which is not that bad looking at our records. Reached M’s colleague’s place around 10am and his colleague appreciated us to no end for making it on time when my eyes were already burning with that early wake up. After another one hour of phone calls and messaging all seven families gathered at food store. Guys bought bags of ice cubes, milk, beer cases and other important stuff from that food store and we started the journey around 12pm.

The camp location was at neighbor state Pennsylvania and it was around 2.5 hours drive away from home. The drive was pleasant with greens on both sides except for that ten minutes heavy heavy rain.

journey started..

greens everywhere

the rain – we couldn’t even locate the car in the front. It was so bad.

Our cars were tailgating most of the times and we reached the camp ground around 3pm except for one family who missed the route and their GPS showed another 1.5 hours of drive to reach the place. Unfortunately, this family had the paper plates, cups, napkins and cutleries . Once, we found our spot and parked cars in position. I brought out the Idlis to the center table and it was over within minutes. We all just dipped Idlis o the chutney bowl and finished them off with our hand. Coconut and tomato chutneys were mixed in the process but no one bothered 🙂 Did I mention all the other six families are from north India and they praised my Idli to no end. My lips were paining after a while with all that thank yous. They were praising it till the end of the trip :).  They all spoke in Hindi all through the trip and I had no issues with it. I was able to understand most of their conversation and replied back in English. I was apprehensive about the language before the trip but it all vanished away once we started to chat. Language can never be a barrier I say.

Camp ground parking spot right after we landed

Our spot. You see the red umbrella in the second picture below. we had a wooden table there and that was our food court for next two days. The cars were parked around our spot next to the tents and chairs were set out around the camp fire place.

Then, we had pav bhajji, aloo bonda and guys started to setup the tent.

Our tent – that’s M at work 🙂

three tents – after final setup. Other four were setup on the sides and other side. It was like a circle of seven tents with cars parked behind them and camp fire/food table in the center.

the top view from our camp ground

Then, we made ginger chai on the propane gas stove, explored the area, walked around for a while, setup the food table and started with grilling…

setting up grill

chicken was the first to be grilled – It was unbeatable.  We all sat around the guy who volunteered to do the grilling with a bowl/spoon and he kept feeding us in turns. It was so much fun. Another thing I liked with our gang was that some of the younger ones were addressing us as bhabhi. Nno I am not that old but it felt good to be called like that.

veggies/paneer tikka

camp fire in the night

So, we ate, ate and ate on day one. After the airbeds, pillows and comforters are set in the tent we put the kids to sleep and adults assembled again around the camp fire to continue with the chit chat. We had another round of ginger chai while chating and then was the surprise.  It was SY’s birthday next day. So, we made her cut a home baked marble cake at midnight and sang the birthday song for her. This camp site has 11pm-7am as quiet hour. We didn’t realize that and continued with our chit chat. When the guys took a break and ladies were sitting around and chatting two desi guys (might be college going) approached us and said “Excuse me, its quiet hour from 11pm. We are trying to sleep here. Can you keep it low?” and we replied with “Okay okay sorry we will take care”. Man, the guy’s attitude was our topic for next half hour. Then, returned our guys and when they raised their voices we warned them about Mr.Attitude. They were like who is it? who is it? show me, show me.. We continued with our giggles till 1am/2am and then hit the sack reluctantly..

I was tossing on my bed airbed all night and woke up to the birds sound around 5am. I couldn’t enjoy it fully as I was half-asleep and had little sleep for past two days.  Then, we woke up one by one around 6:30am, brushed, took bath, had ginger chai , had breakfast ( bread butter jam, nutella, banana, matri, bun, rusk) and got ready around 10:30am. The guys then enquired in front desk about activities and came to know that rafting can be done by only 7+ years.  Adi was the only kid who was 7+ years so everyone forced us to go ahead when they all will go for biking. We were in dilemma for a while and then decided to go for rafting as its not something that we get to do often. I should thank the old lady at the front desk/store who helped me to charge my mobile, who returned my purse that I forgot in the store while charging mobile.  I totally forgot about the purse and when I went back after 3 or 4 hours to pickup my mobile she gave me the purse. She helped me to get the rafting tickets at the last minute which usually requires advance reservation. It was expensive and time consuming. We were put into a group that was leaving in ten minutes.

For rafting, a bus takes us to the rafting spot that is 30 minutes away by drive, we do rafting at the dam released whitewater river for 3 hours (7 miles) and then return to camp ground via the same bus. It takes a total of around 5 to 6 hours. We are not allowed to take anything with us except lunch and water bottles.  The couple who joined us in our raft were awesome. We went for rafting with zilch knowledge and the couple helped us with streamlining the raft and row harder in rapids.  Our group had around 10 to 15 rafts and three guides. The guides were kayaking along our side helping us when we struggled. When people in other rafts were having fun splashing water (I mean in gallons) on each other we were the last to start and first to finish. Adi named our team as “dry-first-ones”. She was little scared while crossing the rapids but the couple put her at ease projecting as if only all her rowing and hard work had made us come first.  We rowed 7 miles and crossed level II and III rapids. No wonder arms were pleading rest end of the day. It was once in a lifetime experience that we would have never done. I doubt if we will do it again but it was an awesome experience.  We bought this picture from the store for posterity as we were not allowed to take camera or any other stuff. I mean we can take but should be ready to donate it to the river.

We returned to our hut around 5pm in the evening and guess what ginger chai was ready 🙂 Unfortunately the other guys couldn’t rent bike as per the plan. So, they explored local areas and did Zipline.  Then, we had bhel puri, guacamole dip with chips, other homemade snacks and continued with our chat. I was interested in doing the Zipline too and luckily that day they were open late. So, with other ladies encouraging me to go for it I braved the Zipline. Man, climbing to the tree top was difficult than the actual zipping.

Can you see me there climbing the tree? The ladder was there only till a certain point and then we have to climb through the iron rods nailed on the tree.  Climbing the tree is not my cup of tea. It was scary but I am glad that I tried it once 🙂

Then, we had aloo paratha, grilled chicken, grilled fish, puri, paratha, veggies for dinner and was ready to start the camp fire. Today, the guys decided to buy woods for the camp fire as we had planned to sit around and chat for longer time. As the woods were getting into the fire mode and we were all ready to sit around there came the Varuna bagawan much to all our dismay. He didn’t budge to stop for next 2.5 hours and we all spent the time sitting inside the tent and watching the fire from inside. By the time Varuna bagawan decided to take a break all the woods  turned into ashes :(. I was even looking around to see if RM has come here somewhere 🙂 She is famous for the rain effect no? 😉  The 2.5 hours inside the tent was well spent as well with word games expecting the rain to stop anytime but it didn’t and we went to sleep.

Woke up around 7am the next day, brushed, had ginger chai, breakfast and started packing our stuff. It was time to leave 😦 😦 The last night rain made the packing even worse with mud and dirts everywhere. We ended up washing the tent, tarpoline, chairs, umbrella and took double the expected time to leave the place.  Then, we reached home around afternoon and while I cooked lunch, M sorted all the stuff and cleaned the items taken for the camp. We just finished all the pending work before relaxing and went to bed early. I know if we decided to relax first then we would have never got up to cleaning. We have got a nice tan from this trip that people are now asking “where did you go for this long weekend?” instead of  “did you go anywhere?” :).  Camping has been a longtime dream for me and I am happy it was fulfilled with rafting and zipline bonus. All the people in the gang were awesome. I want to thank SY for packing those extra chapathi’s for me so that I don’t have to make more for this week. This is a trip to cherish for rest of my life.  I know this ended up as a pretty long post. Thank you for your patience if you have reached this point.


Party time

The girl had 3 parties this year. One minuscule at home, one medium at school and one grand (not really) with friend’s at a craft shop.

For the home party it was just myself and Adi as M was enjoying @ India at that time. We woke up late, ate homemade pancakes for breakfast, started with preparations for rainbow cake and cup cakes, Adi played with bubbles at backyard, we baked cakes together, took head bath, went to nearby temple, visited store to buy another pack of whipped cream, came back home, continued with frosting, decorations, cut the cake around 7pm, distributed to grandma’s at next door, had an impromptu guest, treated them with cakes and went to bed on a happy happy note.  I let her loose on that day and she was constantly checking on me “Mommy you let me do this mess because its my special day and you don’t want me to get sad or mad right?”.. My neck was paining end of day with all that nodding to her check 🙂

For the cake we followed the recipe from here except that I didn’t use Soda. I just prepared the batter in usual way. Adi helped me in every step right from breaking the eggs to mixing the batter to pouring the batter on the pan.. You see her hands there 🙂

For the school party we bought cup cakes/juice boxes and dropped it with her class teacher in the morning itself. We didn’t go to school at the time of the party. The kids had the party at their snack time and Adi also distributed the cakes to teacher in other classes for a reason. The other day, Adi was the helper to another birthday kid, you see to carry the cup cakes. That day, she came home with 5 to 6 mini gifts that she got from the prize box of other classes when she accompanied the birthday girl. She said, the teachers were kind enough to let the helper also take some gift from their prize box. It seems the birthday girl gets the first chance to pick a prize and then the helpers get their chances. That day made her decide the plan for her birthday and ordered additional cup cakes for other class teachers 😀  who would say no to extra prize?

The craft party was a hit. It was a kids drop-off party at a nearby craft store. Some parents choose to stay back to chit chat with other parents. The hot topic of the day was summer camp options. What with 2.5 months of summer break? I will rant on another post about how bad I feel to send the girl every day to summer camp. I wish she gets a break. She can wake up at her own time, laze around the house, get bored, read books sighhh… I wish she gets a break from the morning routine at least during the summer break but I am helpless 😦

The party was from 11am to 1pm. We reached the spot at 11:10am. Please don’t stare at me like that.. We had to pickup balloons, birthday banner, party hats from the local store on the way and everyone in the town choose that time to hit the store. It was so crowded and we were delayed. So there I justified but you should have seen my face on seeing one parent standing in front of the venue. I kept a really really sorry face and he ended up convincing me that they just arrived.  The tables and other arrangements were already setup and slowly kids showed up one after the other.

The kids spent next two hours in the venue. First they were engaged in tote bag decoration with their name on it. The plan was to make them do a canvas painting as the next activity. But, by the time they were done with tote bags, pizza arrived and even the adults couldn’t resist. So, all of us relished the pizza and then continued with the next activity. The kids imagination went wild with canvas painting.  Each one of them came up with their own design. Then, kids cleaned themselves form messy paints and Adi cut the cake. Her friends reminded her to make a wish before blowing the candle. One of them shouted as “I wish to have wonderful children”. Now what does that mean on a 7 year old birthday party? ***rolls eyes*** Anyways, the cake was good with real strawberry filling that we ordered special.  Then, the kids were running around, playing with each other and I filled their tote bags with some more goodies like a cup and door hanger to decorate, M&M pack and some chocolates.  By this time parents were returning to pickup. The kids proudly showed their crafts to their parents and went home with tote bag filled with goodies and the canvas painting. There was a not-yet-two-year-old in the party and he got to make his first master piece too 🙂 For once, I didn’t forget to miss any item to take from home. The 7 shaped candle, paper plates, napkins, party hats, goodies et all. Adi gave “thumbs up” for the party that let me sigh in relief. 🙂

Some pictures from the craft party

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Something exciting planned for coming long weekend. One of my long term wish ***fingers crossed*** 🙂 🙂

We survived

without M for the past few weeks.  He had to travel to India on a sudden official trip.  Good for him as he got to visit Chennai for a weekend.  He returned back on Monday, a day after his daughter’s birthday but made up for that with loads and loads and loads of goodies.  Amma had sent a dozen set of dresses for Adi, skirts/kurtas for yours truly, rava laddu, om podi, murukku, sambar podi, vadam (rice fryums), tamarind pulp and much more 😀 😀 😀

The girl was missing her Appa big time. It all started right from waking her up to dropping at school. For the first two days she kept saying “This is not the way Appa does it. If you don’t know how to do then better ask me Amma”.   She was irritated and vented it out.  I was irritated and had to gulp it down :(.  I mean who would take the chance of rubbing with a six err sever year old when you have to live alone with her for the next two weeks? ***sob sob sob***

Looks like her Appa will handle the wake up part like this

Appa @7:10 : Baby, do you want to sleep for  5 more minutes?
Adi: Nodding her head heavily in up/down fashion with eyes closed.
Appa: Cuddles the little girl and both goes back to sleep.

After 5 10 minutes
Appa @7:20 : Baby, do you want to sleep for  5 more minutes?
Adi: Nodding her head heavily in up/down fashion with eyes closed.
Appa: Cuddles the little girl and both goes back to sleep.

After 5 10 minutes
Appa @7:30 : Baby, do you want to getup now?
Adi: Nodding her head heavily in left/right fashion with eyes closed.
Appa: Hmm okay we will just sleep for 2 more minutes okay?
Adi: Nodding her head heavily in up/down fashion with eyes closed.
Appa: Cuddles the little girl and both goes back to sleep.

After 2 4 minutes

@7:34 : Appa cuddles the little girl again,  pleads her to get up for next 5 minutes then carries her to the bathroom to make her sit in the potty. The carrying also happens in a particular style so she can cling to him like a monkey and sleep for that extra time of walking form bedroom to bathroom.

A spoiled girl I say. You might wonder how is Amma blindfolded from all this drama?  She is slogging in the isolated kitchen to pack all the dabbas.

And now you all know why the little girl is late to school everyday. I digress.

So, the first day I got up 30 minutes earlier, took bath, packed dabbas and went to wake her up at 7:15am. With the good intention I placed her recent favorite doll next to her, tucked her inside the blanket and closed the bedroom door before I was getting out of the bed to let the little girl continue with her peaceful sleep. I didn’t bother her till it was the minute to wake up.

@7:15am – I opened the bedroom door, switched on the light and begged her for next 5 minutes to get up. No response. Then, I was forced to raise my voice to make her walk to the bathroom as every minute was ticking away. You know the significance of one minute in the morning rush hour don’t you? She was grumpy but we got ready on time and left home at the targeted 8:00am. I dropped her at school at 8:10am and reached my work at 8:30am.  Luckily I found a parking area near my work when I parked the car for daily rate. Evenings, I left at usual time, drove to her school, picked her up and reached home at the usual hour. The same routine was followed for the next two weeks except for few changes in the morning.

The first evening, she told me in a politer manner to change the way I wake her up and that’s when she narrated the whole waking up story described above.  So, from next day I followed the way she suggested. That is, in between packing dabbas I made a visit to the bedroom @7:05, check with her if she wants to sleep for 5 more minutes, return to kitchen to continue my chores, visit bedroom again @ 7:10, check and return to kitchen, visit bedroom again @7:15, beg the girl to wake up and carry her on my back to the bathroom. Motherhood Phewww !!!!!

Otherwise, all was well.  We visited a farm with friend’s family on a Saturday, spent hours at library, attended a baby shower, played our own games, spent an evening at neighbor’s home chit chatting, cooked less, drove to craft shops and celebrated our special day (birthday and mother’s day) with baking a rainbow cake. I will do a separate post on the rainbow cake.

We also developed the habit of listening to radio and singing along in transit. We have got handful of favorite songs in hand now. I am going to miss driving along with her 😦 😦 😦

I asked her if I did a good job and her verdict was “Actuallyy you did a great job but not excellent Amma” after all that gulping down of my irritation at various points.  I know I know I should learn to keep my mouth shut…

Some pictures

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Happy 7th

Dear pattu,

Another year has whizzed past and here we are to live through those beautiful moments in retrospect.  You have graduated from Kindergarten and entered into first grade this year. First grade was not so much fun in comparison. You have weekly assessments, quarterly report cards distribution, math group, reading group, social studies, science, book reports, spelling tests et all. We went through initial hiccups and took a while to understand what “honor roll” means. Just for a short while and then you kick started with rocket speed and ever since you have been a consistent “first honor” roll candidate. All we insisted was to review your answers as you were prone to making silly mistakes like writing 6 as 9, 31 as 13. Its not that you didn’t know the answer it was only the silly mistakes that lowered your grade. We were discussing the mistakes in answer sheets every time. The repeated discussions in a cool way made you realize the importance of reviews. I now smile at those erasing marks in your sheet where you have corrected the answers upon review. I am glad that you were ready to discuss and corrected your mistakes da.

You have got the “Most caring friend” award for the second time in a row. Your teacher consistently says “You are very social and ready to help anyone in need”. I have seen you opting to clean the classroom with your after care teacher when other kids line up to step out of the class. I have seen you consoling your friend and talking to others to get into terms and include her in the game. I have seen you holding the hands of the pre-K girl when she needed assistance.  In the evenings, for that matter every evening I stand at the corner and watch you for few minutes before one of your friend sees me and screams your name for pick-up.  I love those moments and that’s when I have witnessed these beautiful incidents da  pattumma.

We love your honesty and even made fun of it at times. When Appa said “If you go early to school you can play in the computer that you got to play the previous day” pat came the reply “My turn is over Appa. Even if I go early and get the computer today I will give it to someone else who didn’t get their turn yet. It wouldn’t be fair for me to play on it all the time”.  “Fair enough” is your way. You never ever demand for anything that is unrealistic.

I love the way Appa narrates your morning drop-off. You guys are late by one or two minutes to school on most days and Appa says when you enter the class you don’t have to even lift your finger. One comes to remove your jacket, another takes your book bag to your desk, another comes to hug you tight, another comes to take your lunch bag to the designated cabin, another comes to hug the one that is already hugging you and you will be standing there indulged. I call him most days from my work to hear this story and ask him if you have said anything on the way to school. My standard question to him every day is “Did pappa tell anything today?” oh that’s how we still call you  “pappa” or “pattu”. when I ask “who is the pappa of this family?” you reply with a proud face as “me me me”…

You braved the scariest “Scarlet fever” this year. You had tiny bumps all over body and head that turned into dry scales and took almost four weeks to go away. I was overwhelmed when you reminded me about the antibiotic that I forgot to give you on time though you hated the taste to the core. You knew the importance of medicine and hated those dry scales every time you saw yourself in mirror didn’t you?

We don’t have harsh NO NO or howling at home. If you need anything at anytime you would ask and we would either say yes or later. The later has to be definite though with valid reasoning. If its a No that’s also explained in a politer way. In most cases, you understand and reply with a sweet “okay Amma”. I have tried hard, very hard to instill the thought in you that “If Amma/Appa says No or later there will be a valid reason behind it” and kind of succeeded in my attempt. I repeat, you never demand for anything unrealistic. You are NOT a “I want right now” kid. Your thinking ability is manifolding every single day that enables you work out the logistics before you reach out to us.

When I ask you to do something you response will always always be “I will do but under one condition”. The condition at some cases will be strong enough for me to just cancel my request. You are clever. You balance us very well that is cleaning up the house with me and messing up with Appa the very next minute.  You will never ask me to carry you or ask Appa to read a book to you.  Sometimes I feel that you know us better than we know you.

You are very particular about your TV time. If we reach home by 6:02 and you start watching TV from 6:05 then you HAVE to watch the first 5 minutes of the next show at 6:30 as you have missed the 5 minutes in 6pm show.  Even missing a minute of  the allocated TV time means missing the world to you.   TV takes the credit of testing your honesty at times.

It is still a struggle to make you change your dress and wash your face before switching on the TV in the evening. You still use the “Cheerios” fluoride tooth paste. You now brush by yourself twice a day but have not owned bum cleaning yet. You have promised to wet hands on this task once you turn seven. When I reminded about this promise you replied in a very clear throat “I said I will start learning when I turn seven. I didn’t say I will do it by myself. There is a difference Amma”.  Did I mention I love it when you stress that “Amma” at the end of a sentence to show your frustration 🙂

You sport a dimple in your chin like Appa but most people say you resemble me. When your classmate’s mom asked me “Are you Adi’s mom?” and said she figured it out with our face resemblance I couldn’t help myself from flying high.

You come home with a bad throat on some days just because you had to yell along with the teacher to control the kids especially at your dance class with the music playing loud.

You sing the swaram’s learnt from carnatic class to soothe me. When I am not in good mood you will either clean the house or sing a swaram for me. They are my mood lifter. You gave your debut performance this year at a community center and did amazing well.

You can now read simple words in Tamil. You can identify most of the Tamil alphabets I mean the uyirmei ones.

You developed fear with water this year but we worked with your favorite private instructor “Tommy” and he made it all easy for you. You are now doing very good at free style and backstroke swimming but still not comfortable with diving in deep water.

Your current favorite books are Magic tree house and Cam Jansen series.

Last summer Appa taught you to ride cycle. It was just a matter of few hours for you when we were thinking in terms of weeks.

You are turning out to be a great artist and as a bonus we have themed this year birthday party based on arts and crafts. This year you are going to have a grand party as per our standards.

You HATE littering. You help me with recycling at home. You know our paper and plastic bins better than Appa.

You love babies. Period. You go Awwww on seeing their tiny hands/toes and pass comments like “she is sooo cutteeee…”.  You get too excited when they hold your finger tight. You can stay and play with them forever and ever and ever.

We had one of our best vacation last summer at Disney world and enjoyed every bit of it. Now, you are demanding requesting for a similar vacation this summer which is doubtful.

I have so much more to say da pattumma but I will take leave with this classic that showcased the kid in you my pretending-to-be matured young lady.

I was next to you, you were talking to Appa over phone in speaker and said “Appa I want to ask you something but I don’t want Amma to hear it. Its a surprise to her. I will turn off the speaker so she can’t hear okay? and you continued to whisper sitting right next to me assuming I am not hearing you as the speaker is turned off.. 😀 😀  Its all about the surprise for Mother’s day that’s clashing with your birthday this year.

May you be blessed with the best in everything da pattumma. Amma and Appa will always be at your service.

Love you always,

Cinnamon rolls

Thanks to Seema for her post on Cinnamon rolls. We tried the rolls during Adi’s spring break and it was a big hit at home. Adi said “Yummm.. Its so good.. I wish I could eat 100 more of this”.  I, on the other side ate it for dinner, next day breakfast and ended up having a tummy ache 😀

We followed Seema’s recipe to the T and here is our lame attempt to capture the step by step procedure in pictures.

Ingredients (copied from Seema’s blog)

For the dough:

  • AP Flour / Maida – 3 1/4 cups
  • Rapid Rise Yeast – 3 tbsp
  • Butter – 4 tbsp (melted)
  • Sugar – 4 tbsp
  • Salt – 3/4 tsp
  • Milk – 1 1/4 cup (warm)

For the cinnamon layer:

  • Sugar – 6 tbsp  mixed with 1 tbsp ground cinnamon powder
  • Butter – 2 tbsp melted

For the glaze:

  • Powdered sugar – 1 cup
  • Vanilla extract – 1 tsp
  • Butter – 1 tsp at room temperature
  • Milk – 3-4 tbsp


In a bowl add milk, sugar, yeast and let it stand for 5 mins. Only after mixing the stuff we realized that there is no butter at home. We are clever no? So, we made a quick visit to the nearby store and rushed back in 10 mins to knead the dough.

Add melted butter, salt, all purpose flour into the bowl and make a soft dough. The dough should look like below.  Apply oil on top of the dough, cover it with wet cloth and keep it aside for 45 minutes.  Adi measured the dough to check if it doubles up 🙂 It did double up from 7cms to 15cms as per her findings.



the girl measuring


Knead the dough for few more minutes and roll it into a 10″x12″ rectangle with a rolling pin.

Apply the melted butter all over

Sprinkle the cinnamon powder+sugar mix (I mixed 1 spoon of cinnamon powder with 6 spoons of sugar)

Roll the dough into a log with cinnamon layer inside

Cut it into 1″ size pieces and place them flat in a greased baking pan.  Place them a little apart as the dough expands while baking.  Let it rest for another 45 minutes. By the time we reached this stage it was 5:30pm and the girl wanted to go to a carnival at a park near our home. So, we went off to the carnival, spent sometime around there and I returned in advance to finish off the rest of the procedure so that the girl and her dad can return to an cinnamon aroma filled home and gobble up the rolls without waiting.

We both went on the mini Himalaya ride in the carnival. We were laughing non stop from start to end of the ride for almost 5 minutes. It was so refreshing and good to go on a ride especially with your kid 🙂



The cut pieces looked like this when I came rushed back home after one hour

Now bake the rolls in a preheated oven (350F)  for 15-20 minues until they are golden brown. I over baked it for the fear of taking out an uncooked roll. This is quiet common with me. I would rather burn the stuff then letting it uncooked. Time to change.

Let the baked rolls cool down and prepare sugar glaze on the side.  Whisk together sugar, milk, butter and vanilla essence.

Now pour this glaze all over the rolls and serve them warm.

Adi helped me with every step from measuring the quantity of every ingredient to applying the butter to checking if I am following Seema’s recipe properly to finishing the rolls. She asked “why do you take so many pictures amma? Are you going to teach someone else about how to do it?”.  I am glad that she doesn’t know about this blog yet 🙂