Savoring Momos

In the bustling lanes where colors blend,

A scent of spices, a joy to send.

Amidst the chaos, a culinary delight,

Momos, oh momos, a savory flight.

Wrapped in dough, a delicate embrace,

Filled with flavors, a taste of grace.

From the mountains to the streets below,

Momos conquer hearts wherever they go.

Steamed or fried, the choice is yours,

With every bite, a taste that endures.

A burst of warmth, a hint of spice,

Momos, oh momos, a savory vice.

Vegetarian or with meat,

Momos satisfy every palate's feat.

With chutneys tangy, a perfect pair,

A symphony of flavors, beyond compare.

In the chill of winter or the heat of noon,

Momos beckon under the moon.

With friends and family gathered near,

Momos bring joy, year after year.

So here's to momos, beloved street fare,

A taste of India, beyond compare.

In every bite, a story unfolds,

Of flavors bold and memories old.