Pink balls of fluff. #FlavoursomeTuesdays.

Posted on by writershilpa

Happy New Year, folks!

How time flies! It’s the second day of 2018 already,  and before we know it, we will have stepped into another year!  But, that’s how the Universe functions, isn’t it?  We just have to keep moving, keep living.. and keep eating! Hehe..

So, welcome to the first  FlavoursomeTuesday of the new year!

When I was a kid, we did not have too many ‘sinful’ things calling out to us from every other shop window, like the kind of cakes, chocolates, candies and what-nots do  these days. There were just a few, and I for one, was not too crazy about it all.

But, there’s something that we got back then which is also very much a favourite today,  which is fluffy and pink and wrapped on a thin stick. Yeah, candy floss! We used to call it ‘budhiya ke baal’  (granny’s hair! Eww!)

A guy  used to make the rounds of our neighbourhood on his bicycle. He would have these pink, fluffies packed in small plastic packets which were all strung together, all of which appeared  like a huge pink mass following him everywhere.  He would ring the bell of his cycle incessantly to attract our attention and make a sale of the pink,  fluffy wares.

Mother had warned us of the aftereffects of eating that awful stuff for it was prepared out of god-knows-what! And,  being the good kids that we were, we kept distance from the guy and the stuff he sold. So much so, that to this day, I haven’t touched it, leave alone tasted it!

Sorry, sorry! I know many of you are fond of it, but I just can’t imagine myself eating the pink mass of fluff. Too much sugar and the dubious colour used to make it all pink-y and attractive!

However, for those of you who love it, I am sharing this picture I found on Pixabay the other day when I was surfing around.

Feast your eyes on it and enjoy! And, have a fabulous new year!

And, if you have any food-related stories/memories, or any recipes, then do share them on your blog with the hashtag #FlavoursomeTuesdays.

Do visit my friend, Ash, here  and here  for her foodie posts., and  for Balaka Basu’s post here.

Love,

SHILPA…

Image courtesy: PIXABAY

Published by writershilpa

Writing and art are a panacea for my restless Geminian nerves. Blogging gives me peace in the chaos called Life, and art helps me distract my wandering mind. An obsession with healthy eating and fitness led me to create this health and wellness blog. Apart from health posts, you will also find my artwork and my experiments with words here, at Metanoia. My writing companions--my pets--offer me precious insights into Life and are a constant source of inspiration to me! So, do get comfy, grab a cup of coffee and enjoy your visit. Your presence here means a lot to me, you know?

31 thoughts on “Pink balls of fluff. #FlavoursomeTuesdays.”

  4. I love it. I love the way it melts on my tongue. But I avoid it only because it is so sugary. And you can imagine how tough it is for me to ask the children to stay away from it. I still wonder why they’d call something so delicious buddhi ke baal. That’s gross. It really doesn’t have any other name in Hindi, does it?

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  5. I remember those candy floss balls and the dire warnings. For some strange reason we were allowed to eat them at the school fetes or at birthday parties ( though NEVER EVER from the Candyfloss man) so I’ve tasted them and to tell you the truth, quite like the taste – sickeningly sweet that dissolves miraculously….You must try it

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  11. I loved it quite a lot as a kid. It was a highlight of visit fairs. It was so amazing to see sugar fluff up into this pillowy goodness. Whenever I spot in in fairs now, make it a point to get it – a simple way to relive those childhood memories.

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  12. The taste of candy fluff still lingers on my tongue and remember running after the seller on his bicycle. Your Mom is right and we need to be cautious but at the same time our guilty or sinful pleasures were so limited, unlike now.

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  13. Oh I remember waiting for this guy to come around ringing the bell on his cart as we sunned ourselves in the winter sun in the garden just after lunch. We used to adore it and would beg for it. I remember once this guy made animal shapes out of them by compressing 5-6 and folding them – one gulp and down it went – after thta preferred the bag of 5-6 balls over it as I could savour it for a longer time.

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