Welcome to my childhood!
Nimki, as we call it, is an integral part of my childhood. Be it festivals, relatives visiting or general summer vacation love, my grandmom used to make Nimki as a special treat. These aromatic little diamonds of fried goodness are best had warm. And with pickle or ketchup. Yes, ketchup (I’m a little weird that way).
My sister and I would keep going into the kitchen when we knew prep was on, sneaking in tastes of the dough and waiting for the fresh, hot, crispy goodness to come off the stove. YUM.