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Dim er Chorchori (Dry Egg Curry with Mustard)

Luscious duck eggs. Fried batons of potato and eggplant. The earthiness of panchforon. Chillies if you love ...

When my eyes rest on the pristine green papaya, all ready to be be plucked off the tree, I know ...

That we Bengalis adore our Mughlai food is a restrained understatement for sure. We have a soul connection ...

Grandma's cooking prowess was legendary. The only indulgence she allowed herself, despite her spartan ...

If jhals, jhols and dalnas, indigenous to Bengal, are soulful, humble and unpretentious, kalias and kormas ...

I have learnt to accept this as fait accompli. My lazy do-nothing Sundays are inevitably succeeded by manic ...

It is one of those Sunday evenings. When time stops still. The sky becomes your muse. And you are drunk by ...

This is the story of a fairytale romance, the princess of the water falling for an unassuming plebian of the ...

I love my dalnas. Especially my niramish ones. I do need to confess upfront that I have a ...

There's something special about a Sunday lunch. The unhurried pace. The pleasure of childhood ...

She is at her gorgeous best this evening. Resplendent in her new rani sari. Decked in her jewellery. Her ...

The kitchen is my playground, the laboratory for my perennial stream of culinary experiments. I spend hours ...