29th July started with a lousy 11:30 am morning, I got up, yawned to my routine, went into the kitchen and asked the “crux of the matter” question i.e., Watcha Cookin ? as in, What’s in breakfast? Maa replied today we will have samosa for breakfast. Now the thing is I like to have samosa with jalebi on Saturday as breakfast, as you already know since I have posted a blog about it named Sweet Treat if any of you has missed reading it I request you please read that blog as well and give your reviews.

So today on Friday it’s too early for me to just wake up, yawn and have a heavy meal although it’s not that heavy it depends upon its making and the procedure of handling its ingredients. Samosa is one of the most popular Indian street food and if we go by the reports and facts.

Samosa originated during the 10th century in the Middle East. The first official mention of this food was found in Tarikh-e Beyhaghi, Iranian historian Abolfazl Beyhaqi’s work, where it was referred to as ‘Sambosa’. They were minimal in size and that’s the reason they were used as a snack by travellers who could easily pack them in saddle bags and eat them on the go.

To begin with, the first mention of samosa in the royal era began when noted poet and scholar of the Delhi Sultanate, Amir Khusro spoke of samosa prepared from meat, ghee, and onion that nobles relished during that time.

If you think that the triangular version of samosa, filled with mashed potatoes is the only way you can enjoy this savoury snack, then you need to know that there are more than 15-20 desi avatars of samosa being relished pan-India. In Hyderabad, it is called ‘Lukhmi’, which has a thicker crust and is stuffed with minced meat. While in South India, samosas are prepared with cabbage, carrots and curry leaves as stuffing. In the Bengal region, it is called ‘Shingaras’, and is available in both savoury and sweet flavours. While in Gujarat, one can find a tinier version of the standard samosa, filled with French beans and sweet peas. And in Goa, the samosa is called ‘chamuças’ and is prepared with minced beef, chicken or pork.

The way samosa arrived in India, it also travelled to other parts of the world and was seasoned with regional flavours. The best part is, that the popularity this glorious triangular snack has gathered over a period of time has resulted in so many innovations around the same. Here is how the world consumes it: in Portugal, Brazil, and Mozambique, samosa is known as ‘pastéis’. While in the Arab countries, they call it ‘Sambusak’ stuffed with minced meat or chicken, onions, spinach and feta cheese. Interestingly, in Israel, samosas are stuffed with mashed chickpeas and in the Maldives, they stuff it with a filling of tuna or fish mixed with onions.

This was the history of samosa but my chemistry with it is about to start now when a cook from my grandma’s house came to help maa in her daily chores. Maa told me that the cook will be making samosa for us as breakfast and as a mamma’s boy was offended by this, I could guarantee her that the cook cant makes better food than her but maa insisted to try something from another’s perspective too. So yeah, I was ready for it.

The final showdown is here! Maa called me to get my plate of samosas and I expected nothing from the samosas just went into the kitchen, took three samosas, and ran inside my room.
I won’t brag but those were one of the best-looking homemade samosas I had ever seen! Its corners looked so crunchy with the soft still crispy centre, with the first bite I got the crunch which was mind blowing and on top of that the samosas were garnished with onion seeds which enhanced its crunchiness leaving its aroma all inside my mouth.

I even asked maa to take the recipe from the cook and make it her way but according to maa she could make even better samosas than the cook. She said that the stuffing was a bit runny and stuffing needs to be dry at some places with appropriate wet and dry consistency in a samosa.

The problem is she promised me to make samosas next week from that date but today is the time and I can hear no one calling for samosas saying Breakfast is here!

She betrayed me!!!!!