South Indians love rice. Period. For all meals? Bring it on! And if you didn't love it, you would be silenced by your mother to finishupwhatisonyourplate and gowashyourhandsproperly. There are different varieties of rice-eaters across India. And no, I am not talking about preferences towards Basmati or Ponni. I am talking about people's attitude towards this 'wonder grain'.
The Atkins Nightmare: These are the people who have poor Dr.Atkins turning in his grave over and over again. They crave rice 24 hours a day. So that's a healthy bowl of rice-porridge in the morning, followed by a heap of rice for lunch, and a starchy snack at tea time. Do I need to mention that the snack is made out of rice flour. Think dosas, idlis, appams and the like.
And to guarantee that the carb-o-meter shows the highest readings, a generous serving of rice (again) for dinner. And then they sleep the blissful sleep of the 'carb-unconscious'.
'I need my daily fix' : I have heard a lot of my South Indian friends say that. These group of people are fine as long as they get one meal of rice. But if consumption of that one blessed plate of rice doesn't come their way, severe withdrawal symptoms may be experienced.
The Occasional tuck-in: I belong to this group. We occasionally help ourselves to a sinfully large helping of biriyani or so, but we draw the line there. No, no, silly, we are not carb-conscious. We are just lavishing our appetites more on white bread, chapathis, white pasta and chocolate.
The Others: These might include North Indians who are left wondering what all the hype is about. A seasoned rice-eater always tucks in with his hand and licks it thoroughly after the meal. But the wary rice-eater will pick on it half-heartedly with a spoon. This group also includes a few culinary outcasts who find themselves staring at the mini-Himalayan mounds of rice formed on other peoples plates at meal-times.
So that's the rough categorisation of rice-arians. Indians tend to migrate from one category to other based on their doctors stern advice or a choosy spouse’s tastes but that’s a different ‘surp-rice’ all together.