Vangi bath was always common in my mother’s family because they thought life is worthless if one doesnt eat brinjals/eggplants. My brother and I grew up hating it as brinjal would be served at least thrice a week along with bitter gourd and broad beans. After I got married, I started falling in love with this vegetable, reminds me of home and K is not a brinjal lover so we make it twice in a month. The only time my brother was forced to eat it was when he was abroad and he is back to hating it again.

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