Lets talk food is all about, well as is obvious, FOOD. I am mostly clueless about life and its many trappings and trimmings but one thing I am clued in about is food. This blog is all about my tumultuous relationship and crazy love for food.
Hiya, so I am back after a fun hiatus. Durga Pujas are over and like every Calcuttan worth their machher jhol aar bhaat, I am currently in a state of (...)
Aam kasundi egg jhaal: boiled and fried eggs in raw mango and mustard sauce
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Last night was crazy. And so was this morning's hangover.My friend Angona is setting off on a new adventure. She has taken up a job in Pune and is this is her (...)
I t is a stereotype of course, but an archetypal Bengali babu heading to the Bazaar every morning with the iconic tholey (shopping bag) in hand is an image (...)
So, this was the second item on last night's menu and it was quite the hit. For me nothing beats red meat when it comes to kebabs. Chicken seems like a (...)
পুজো আসছেDurga Puja is less than a month away and right about this time every year, we Bongs go crazy in anticipation of these five days of unabashed carousing (...)
I couldn't explain in mere words my love for potatoes. I wouldn't attemt to either lest it kills the essense of that love, oh so pure, oh so sacred.Anyway, (...)
I am still not over my recent trip to the Konkan coast. Memories ofthe Konkan shoreline, the pristine beaches, the quaint fisherman;s hamlets, the smell of the (...)
I love spinach. It is without a doubt that spinach is my favourite leafy vegetable. At home, one of the winter lunchtime regulars is a simple stir-fry seasoned (...)
পুজো আসছেToday is Vishwakarma Puja. Vishwakarma, the divine architect, or the heavenly engineer. aturally, Vishwakarma is worshipped with great devotion among (...)
Grilled fish with chimichurri sauce and oregano baked potatoes
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I am unwell. Let’s not get into the dreary details but the one thing and the first thing the doctor said was — well, control your diet, eat healthy. Well…. I (...)
In my previous posts I have quite effusively expressed my love for spinach. As far as my conscious life is concerned, or let’s say for as long as I remember I (...)
Today is another special day. A day that celebrates most beautiful relationship on earth. That between a brother and a sister. Bhai Dwitiya. Traditional calls (...)
The past three weeks have been extremely challenging for me. My mother took off on a solo trip to Pune, leaving the house and two difficult men, my father and (...)
Every winter we hold a few mini-bonfire and barbecue nights for friends and family on our terrace. I love barbecue nights, I love planning for one, and every (...)
Winters, the twilight hues, the familiar comfort of an old cardigan, old friends, a new lover, the sound of music, chatter and laughter, charring meat on a (...)
One of my most distinct childhood memories that has Ma in it is of her playing Shaayad Meri haadi Ka Khayal...on the black upright piano in her bedroom, lights (...)
"Those were the best days of my life"...yes literally. My university days in the United Kingdom. I have probably mentioned this before but the serious job of (...)
Last week has been nothing short of enervating and I had to stay away from the kitchen. Finally, I have returned to the kitchen, and boy am I cooking up a (...)
পুজো আসছেA bona fide Bengaliis essentiallykhadyoroshikand his love for machh (fish) and bhat (rice), is legendary. For aBengali, dining is not a survival (...)
It's been more than a decade that my grandma, Dad's mum, I called her Dida, left us. I have not yet come to terms with life without the old woman's presence. (...)
It goes without saying that if you're in Turkey brace yourself for the most amazing assortment of kebabs you just can't have enough of . And while in Istanbul, (...)
I still remember Moni Dadu. Moni Dadu was a friend of my paternal grandpa, a younger brother of sorts actually. They lived in the same neighbourhood in (...)
