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Shorshe Narkel Chingri (Prawns with Grated Coconut and Mustard Paste)

The plump line-caught Bay of Bengal prawns that rest on my kitchen counter this morning pose infinite ...

There are days when wallowing in idle ruminations gives me the most sublime of pleasures. If this were a ...

Yet another lazy Sunday morning. I idle around the house. Aimlessly. Fuss around with the ...

Winter is fading away. Silently. On hushed tiptoes. The enigma of the mist over the lake no longer greets my ...

I adore my greens. A trait I believe I inherited from Grandma. Greens were indisputably Grandma's favorites ...

So when my eyes greet the gorgeous shimmering silver parshe at the Manicktala fish market during my recent ...

I yield to temptation yet again this honey-mellow winter morning. Of cooking with oranges. Plump luscious ...

Another mist-mysterious winter morning. I walk into my kitchen, an infant sun playfully projecting a ...

Winter and her benevolence. Her bouquet of gorgeous vegetables. I say to myself. My eyes on the bunch of ...

What's winter without nolen gur ? Grandma would ruminate. I am in my kitchen, bathed in streaks of golden ...

Grandma loved her niramish dalna - a delicately flavored tomato curry, perfumed with the earthy cumin and the ...

What is it about winter that makes me yearn for comfort food ? I muse this morning. Maybe its the nip in the ...