So then, I kinda had a history with Sooji, it represented something that was forced on me (us). Everytime someone ordered Upma (fancier version of the sajjige), it baffled my mind how someone could possibly enjoy a lumpy dish like that. It is only quite recently when I decided to try it out from one of the south Indian restuarants here, that I remembered the pack of sooji (Santa Clara had given it me) and I suddenly decided I wanted to make upma today.
So here goes in picture format.
Yes, tossed in a bit of that beautiful orange bell pepper too.
Ever since I've started cooking for myself, I really, truly appreciate all the cooking my mom has done for us. Without complaining, day-in and day-out, no day offs, no I'm tired of my own cooking so will order takeout days and no eat cereal for dinner days either.