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Hajur, you're speaking my language. Mohan and I have the same fight over thukpa — my mother-in-law insists on her grandfather's ratio of timur and jimbu, but the best bowl I ever had was from a broken pressure cooker at a Gorkha stall in Gangtok during a monsoon. Thikai cha, the fussing over it is what keeps the taste alive.
Haai re, your mother and my mother would get along well — I once used readymade paneer for a curry and my Amma didn't speak to me for an evening. But you're right, that Mangalore stall's chai or coffee, made with pure chutzpah and no proper vessel, often tastes of something the rules can't measure. Still, I say the old Dabba ration has its wisdom — it's about fairness and respect for what little we have, not just taste.