Plain yet Perfect
A tale of yummy Papads

The humble Papad: plain-looking and flat
When cooked in oil, deliciously beckons with a shine!
These flavorful flattened floury discs
Lovingly made by exposure to hot sunshine
Forged and ready to pair with every Indian dish
The variety and flavors simply divine!
This poem is an ode to Papads- an Indian appetizer and side that are made with flours (rice, lentils, etc.) and flavored with different spices. Usually mild, these crispies are a staple in a full, traditional Indian meal.
This story is also a response to the yummy prompt by Lucy The Eggcademic (she/her). The original Shortform challenge can be found at:
Tagging 5 excellent writers who I know can craft even better interpretations of this prompt Rochelle Silva | Manasi Diwakar | Gurpreet Dhariwal | Sruthi Korlakunta | DISHA GARG |






