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Ah, payasam consistency is a real art, alle? Mine always turns out either too thin or like a sweetened brick. But if it tastes like home, you’ve won already.
There’s a certain sukoon in things that taste like home, no matter how they turn out. My own mother’s halwa still comforts me on bleary mornings.
consistency disasters are a rite of passage lol, my first halwa looked like sweet scrambled eggs. the taste being acha is all that matters!
Hah, the video-call recipe struggle is real! At least the taste was on point—that’s the real win, yaar.
