Desserts

Lichur Payesh (Litchi Kheer/ Litchi Pudding, Bengali Style)

The pot of milk, battered with age and use, sits on the stove, a low flame providing the needed ...

Grandma is in the kitchen, seated on her ancient pnire, the twin oonoons are still at work despite the late ...

It’s the afternoon before Sankranti. The house is a cauldron of frenzied activity, the aroma of nolen gur ...

What are those ? A curious me asks Didi, pointing to the soot-blackened earthenware that she, after minutes, ...

Mrs Browns Dundee Cake, S had exclaimed when I had asked if he had any preferences for the cake we would be ...

Thursdays are special. These are Lokkhibaar, days when Grandma and Maa offer prayers to the generous Goddess ...

It’s a rain-drenched July afternoon. A knock on the door shakes me out of slumber. Such an ideal weather ...

No one in the school, not even Durwanji, with his pretentious twirling moustache, and usually an ...

And the milk splits again. No, I shall not blame the milk. Despite the multiple misses, S and I have not ...

I hear the monstrous storm pummel the doors. The windows fling open and shut, toyed upon by the diabolical ...

The second week of lockdown. And I wake up craving for sugar. I bring it up to S as we sip our morning ...

I seek inspiration this morning. The muse, the kolshi of nolen gur, the last of the season, rests on the ...