It has been a long time since I had halwa this good. To be honest I couldn’t believe it when Mom said that dad made this but it became clear why I had that moment in Ratatouille that Anton Ego had. The recipe was from my grand mom’s sister and for a couple of minutes the taste just transported me to Fort Cochin. If there is any sense that can take you down nostalgia lane, it’s food like this. What I loved was the fact that it had the elements of the halwa that I know and love as well as being better than the ones I have had. Dad definitely did some improvisation which definitely made it better.