When last you had Aloo (potato) roti?
Earlier in the week I did not feel like eating any of the things I had cooked – not the roast chicken, eddo-leaf callaloo with coconut milk, fried ochroes, roast sweet potatoes, roast breadfruit or beef soup (hmmm, this means I have food for next week). Most of the time, I ate fruits and biscuits. However, by Thursday, I was ravenous for some type of hot food, and while I thought of things that I could make, nothing excited me until I saw the English potatoes in the basket and immediately thought – Aloo roti!
Rare is the occasion that I make Aloo roti, but when I do, it is always a craving, and every time, it hits the spot. Not only does it satisfy my physiological need, but it feeds my soul and comforts. When I think of Aloo roti, it is about home, big cups of sweet, milky tea, morning sunshine and quiet time. Think about it, a soft, warm Aloo roti, folded on to itself, take a bite, and taste how the potatoes and the roti have become one; you can’t separate one from the other. Take another bite, and another… Don’t worry, you can have another roti. One of the things I like most about Aloo roti, is that you do not need anything to accompany it; it is savoury, delicious and satisfying on its own. If you want, daub a little sour or achar for some heat and a little kick. So very good!
