WE ARE THE RAMALINGUMS

Several years ago, in Pointe aux Sables, our grandmother stood behind her tiny stall, her hands expertly shaping and frying golden fritters. The smell of cumin and curry leaves would drift down the road, drawing curious passersby to taste the humble treasures of her kitchen—crispy gateaux piments, hot gateaux arouilles, and soft channa puris, each bite a piece of her love. Just a few years later our grandfather, Kistna Ramalingum, found his own way to turn his passion into something special. He opened a small, no-frills restaurant where he poured his soul into every dish. He loved cooking Tamil-style Mauritian gajak—Vindaye ourites, pickled delicacies, spicy chutneys, and warm, comforting plates that spoke of heritage, joy, and community.