Skip to main content

Laccha Paratha ( home made style)

A lot of the readers and some friends have been asking me for the recipe of making Laccha Paratha at home.

Now bread of any kind is a common accompaniment on the Indian dining table whether it is lunch or dinner.Plus I feel that Laccha Paratha is like Risotto..Everyone thinks they are super hard to make but its actually a piece of cake.

So here it is my friends...the tasty recipe for homemade laccha parathas.

Bon Apetit!

Serves : 4

Method:

1. In a large bowl, mix together Maida/ Flour, 1 tsp. oil/ghee and salt to taste.

2. Add 1 1/2 cups of water and knead to make a soft dough. Do not knead the dough too much. It should be soft and supple. Keep aside for 20-30 mins.

3.After resting the dough, divide it into equal sized balls.

4.Dust the counter with flour, roll the ball and press it slightly, roughly into 6" diameter.

5.Apply some melted ghee/clarified butter/oil on the disk and sprinkle some flour/maida.

6.Now start pleating the disc from the opposite end much like pleating a skirt or a piece of paper.



7.Roll the pleated dough into a circle. Press edges together.

8.Heat an iron griddle or tava.

9.Place the rolled disc on it and cook till it's done and attains a nice golden color.

10.Serve hot.






Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Packing Suitcases...

"I have barely traveled outside my own state."..Now that's a statement.Really.I have been staying in my own state West Bengal for the last 29 years of my life.And I have barely traveled outside of it.No,I'm not attached to my city so much,if that's what you are thinking.Its exactly the opposite.I'm a bohemian.I don't have sentimental attachments to places.I never did.My late father used to work in the Government sector and that meant a lot of transfers.I have been to the remotest of villages in West Bengal(Perks of being an honest policeman) with my family ever since I was a kid.I don't remember those days as I was just a toddler but from what my mother has told me,we have often lived in places with no electricity to times when my mother had to keep ducks and hens in the house and sell their eggs in the market to make ends meet(like I said perks of being an honest policeman).But as far as I can remember I was never really very sad to move places.Rathe...

Paella ki Kahani : Soft, white, buttery basmati rice cooked with sausages and eggs

So it was basically one of those mundane mornings where having nothing to do on a Sunday (yeah I know what you guys are thinking!! But when you shift countries as drastically as you change Tata Sky channels, not having friends seems normal) and my hubby coming to no rescue of mine because he was transfixed on Channel News Asia, my empty mind diverted itself to the food devil inside my head. I started thinking about what to cook for lunch for office tomorrow as my very coy, virgin stomach rejects all food made outside except fine dining (I know…I know…Food Bourgeois) and the quantity of food is very meager considering the amount of money we pay to have it. Pressurizing my cerebellum to come up with recipes I suddenly remembered Padma Laxmi….. Wait! Before jumping into conclusions let me make it clear that, (i)                     No I’m not bordering on being Bi-sexual (ii)  ...

Revisiting a childhood classic: Shorshe-Mushroom'r Jhal

So this recipe belongs to my mom. Growing up as a kid with severe digestive issues, I could never really digest and burp proteins well. I still can't. So my mum had to, quiet often, rack her brain and find dishes that would appeal to my rather picky palate.  This dish was a comfort food for me during the monsoons. Kolkata's rainy season is severe and as kids we were required to eat food that would fill our tummy but also help the body produce heat to keep the cold at bay. Its the same logic that is applied to chicken soup. Mustard does that and mushrooms were an amazing substitute for protein. Over the years, through my travels, I've missed home cooked food a lot and this one ranks on top. I would crave and cry for some hot steamed rice and this 'jhal'. Thankfully, through trial and error and a lot of yucky experiments, I've finally perfected this dish. The best part is that when I make it nowadays, my mum often compliments me about how this is bette...