I also remember the worst part of having to help cook dinner. My sisters and I would have to make 10-15 rotis, Indian bread, every night. We'd have to make the dough, one sister would roll the bread. It had to be the perfect thickness or else it wouldn't taste good, and the other sister would cook them like this (this part was pretty cool):
Now that I don't cook Indian food anymore it's something I really miss about home.
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