Dosas in Oslo

After our adventure in third world grocery shopping we went to some Indian, maybe Nepali, restaurant and had lunch. We (we being the Royal Indian Mounted Food Control Police) ordered dosas which are something like crepes but with a light crispy exterior and yet soft inner texture served with sambar and coconut chutney. He ordered the lustrous potato filling for himself and onion for me. I’m not sure what I was expecting but what I got was onions. His had a lovely curried potato filling while mine had, well, onions.

Afterwards we headed off to some nearby sweets shop where he got a sackful of completely inedible, unfamiliar, oddly colored, sickly sweet things. Things that are like pink fermented flour balls, poached in rose ghee butter and then pickled in sugar syrup. I’m not sure that’s the exact recipe but I’d take an onion dosa over that any day.

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