The Crunch of Home

Somewhere in Amma's kitchen, a steel box lay hidden among jars and spice tins, guarding its precious treasure—golden banana chips and crispy tapioca upperi. My sister and I would wander through shelves and corners, hoping to be the lucky one to find it first. And when we did, that simple crunch tasted like victory, mischief, and home.

Those were the little moments that shaped our childhood—moments that couldn't be bought, only felt. Today, in a world moving faster than ever, many of those simple joys are quietly fading away. The laughter of siblings gathered around a snack, the joy of sharing something special, the comfort of familiar flavours that brought everyone together—these memories are becoming rare.

We didn't want those memories to disappear. We wanted them to live on, not just in photographs or stories, but in our hearts, our homes, and the generations to come.

And somewhere between those memories and today, Upperi was born.

A tribute to Amma's hidden steel box, to the bond between siblings, and to the timeless taste of home that continues to bring people together.