Momo is the all-time favourite food of each Nepali. We can almost reckon it as the “Rastriya khaja”, given how much we celebrate the glory of momo in our everyday lives. Trust me, most of us can’t ever say NO-NO to MOMO!
Every Nepali person is at least 50% momo! Or maybe even more, who knows? Nevertheless, we, momo-lovers at Lovely Nepal have come up with various situations that you can relate to!
Read on to find out what a typical Nepali momo lover has in mind!
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Even when you are running late, you are still captivated by the smell of freshly made momo when you pass stalls on the street. Maybe this could be the reason why they make momo as near to the street as possible? Ugh, who cares! You still droooooool.
You will always eat a plate of momo no matter how much it is priced at. You obviously prefer pallo pasal ko 80 rupiya ko momo, but paying over Rs.300 for a plate of momocha at Le Trio is still fine with you.
Breakfast, lunch, snack, supper, midnight snack.. you name it. Yes, any time is momo time.
The warmth a plate of hot momo gives is unbeatable no matter how many layers of sweaters you are wearing.
The horror of having to eat momo without achaar is unquestionably true. The chili sauce is not be missed! Cuz you like ‘em hottt!
Just so relaxing.
Be it New Road or BhatBhateni, you always find yourself on the way to a momo joint at some point.
Nothing quenches your hunger for food as momo does. No matter how many times you make up your mind that you would try a new item in the stall, you will always end up ordering momo!
Well, now you have this insatiable need to eat those delicious little while balls right away!
People say break up hurts but have they ever been to a momo pasal to find out that momo is finished?
You know all the local joints in your area, or the city itself. The momo coming from local stalls/joints are made with such perfection in taste, you just can’t stop!
You can never get enough of devouring those little white balls called momos. Momo is love and you will keep asking for more until you feel too full.
You are probably a wonderful person. You do believe sharing is caring. But when it comes to momo, you will never, NEVER share a plate of momo with anyone.
Everyone is appointed a fixed task and there’s no escape.
All we ever want is momo to be available all through the day!
The answer to every “Oe, kasto bhok lagyo malai. Khaja k khane ho?” is undeniably “La jaum hidd momo khana!”
And when someone tells you “kati momo matrai khayeko”, you think otherwise. Just like how chicken is an item and they make various dishes out of it, momo is an item and there are different kinds of momo! Deep fried momo, jhol momo, C momo, steamed momo, momo saadheko, mo pizza… There’s just so much!
When it comes to momo, you do not discriminate. Vegetarian momo is still a momo, stuffed with love.