Samosa Nani

Guest blogger: SaanyaNani and I have always had a special relationship. I was writing her a thank you card today that started out being for her graduation present, but ended up being for the past 18 years: “Dear Nani, Thank you so much for everything – for your visits when I know how hard it is to take the train; thank you for your love and support unconditionally when you know I’m not always right; thank you for your phone calls and hugs and prayers, and for always being there for me … Most of all, thank you for always seeing the best in me. For thinking that I’m #1, even after I show you my B- in Calculus. I love you so much.”Ramadan isn’t Ramadan without Nani’s samosas. When perfectly handcrafted by Nani’s Lubriderm soft hands into immaculately stuffed triangular pockets, samosas are more than just a break fast snack, they are a memory that my brother and I will carry with us. My friends know my grandmother as ‘Samosa Nani’. They ask for her samosas in college care packages, they hope to have them every time they come over, and they steal mine when I sometimes bring them for lunch. Making samosas during Ramadan makes me happy; top 40 playing in the background, sweatpants covered in flour, Zayd’s and my creations being less than perfect, and Nani’s lighthearted complaints about our not taking it seriously and threats to redo them, are all part of the process. These afternoons are my Ramadan tradition; they are my memory that I will take with me to NYU and beyond.Day 3, Tradition 3: Nani’s SamosasFor samosa recipe, and other Ramadan posts go to 30days30deeds.com