There are days when I don’t want to potter around the kitchen ; neither does the tingling warmth from the burner pep me nor does the clanging of the pans and the buzz of the sizzling spices excite me. While a few of those days covet for my undivided attention towards the must-watch flicks, a few others lure me with the promise of engaging reads; to put it simply I don’t want to cook. But, the tummy doesn’t understand this – the slowly growling belly starts rumbling steadily and as the time ticks on it starts sending you howlers indicating that it needs to be fed and nourished. There is of-course the simpler option of ringing up a near-by restaurant to deliver something piping hot. However, if you just prefer to not loosen the purse-string then this bowl of hearty chomping is a life saver. Without much time in the hearth, the dish is a perfect sunday afternoon lunch. Grab the to-read fiction or prop yourself dainty before the idiot box along with a cool glass of Lemon & Ginger and you are all set to indulge yourself