I was travelling by the early morning train yesterday and was fast asleep when I heard the vendor call out “Wada, Wada! Sabudana wada!”

I suddenly had the urge to have a carbohydrate fix and imagined the smell of hot, sabudanawada wafting through the carriage .

I ordered a plate and gobbled them down. It was only then that I noticed the flimsy paper plate on which they were served.

What on earth is a tongue painter lollipop?

Sharing this with with Esha and Natasha on #WordlessWednesday.

Ciao