Recipes

Jhinge Shukto (Ridgegourd and Bittergourd Curry)

I hate bittergourd. I throw up the most ingenious of tantrums the moment bittergourd turns up on my lunch ...

Eggplant, as fresh as can be, plucked this morning from the kitchen garden. Droplets of rain from the ...

Bhutan mesmerizes me. The ancient hills, snow-cloaked and sombre. The sylvan valleys. Verdant green. The ...

Grandma's princess is glum this morning. Incarcerated indoors, thanks to the merciless heat of a tyrannical ...

I potter around my sun-washed kitchen, gazing at the luscious Bay prawns that rest patiently on the black ...

One thing has not changed though over all the years. The child in me still yearns to run to the backyard, as ...

Who would have ever imagined a rustic Pirali Brahmin girl, from a nondescript village in far-flung Jessore, ...

That Grandma is furiously finicky with her rice is an understatement. The grains have to be perfect. The ...

The fledgling bottlegourd vine by the cowshed is mischievous. Every time a punctilious Manikkaka trains her ...

The heat has been excruciating over the last couple of days. The humidity punishing. It's a just a week to ...

It's a mellow spring morning. Winter has retired, the early morning melancholy mists over the grey-green ...

Didi is peeling oranges. The last harvest of Nagpur oranges for the season, I heard Bapi mention to Maa and ...