Not just food, but a whole lot of emotion.

The name of a special food is inextricably linked to our daily lives. And that is everyone's favorite phuchka. Not just a plate of food, phuchka is like a basket of joy and a package of thousands of memories. Hearing the call of the phuchkawala's uncle at the crossroads doesn't make your mouth water. There are probably very few people like that. Just seeing the round, wrinkled phuchkas arranged with fertilizer in a small glass car makes your heart feel good. That 'crush' broken fuchka. Fried potatoes mixed with sour-sweet-spicy inside. A little fried basket on top and a touch of coriander leaves, all together a unique heavenly taste. Then when uncle handed over the fuchka That's when real satisfaction comes.

When the chewy texture is broken after you take a bite and all the sweet and sour flavors spread from inside onto your tongue, it feels like you've been lost in an unknown world of bliss. The quick hit of the sauce may bring a little water to the corners of your eyes. But still, you feel like eating it again and again. And when you finally burp with satisfaction after eating the extra sourness and sauce provided by the phuchkawala, all your tiredness goes away. Fuchka is not only for its taste, it is also closely linked to our culture. The joy of eating fuchka together with friends is something else. There is a lot of laughter about who can eat how many fuchkas, who can tolerate how much spiciness It's as if the joy of chatting doubles. Sometimes, eating fuchka alone can open up a hidden memory. This is a strange magical food. The strange peace and joy that this small fuchka, made with just a few ingredients, brings to the human mind is incomparable. Therefore, fuchka is not just a food, but a rich emotion. A bunch of memories, and a little extra joy in everyday life. Maybe our lives are a little more colorful because of Fuchka.