Maya Kaimal Indian Everyday Dal Review
Tasty, but miserly.

Tasty, but miserly.

A stupid amount of pickles.

You might still be hungry.

Oooh, it’s spiiiiiicy!

Onions are my dearest friends.

It was fate.

It flirts with being creamy.

Blinded by the brightness

Won’t leave you feeling sheepish.

Do I have control issues?

Don’t judge a book by its cover?

It might be made with love.

“I did it for the fiber.”

Marsupial bread.

You look like you need some fiber.

Nobody is perfect.

A meal for you, and your Ooompa-loompa friend.

Please be salty. Like me.

Choose joy. The kind that comes from po-ta-toes.

A potent puffled pickle punch.