Bengali Food styling

Komola Pulao (Narangi Pulao or Orange Pilaf)

A wicker basket laden with luscious plump oranges greets me this morning. The grey winter man, a shroud of ...

Autumn takes a bow. And arrives winter. Stealthily. On hushed tiptoes. A thin lace of mist hangs ...

And so Dada and I set out, one golden autumn morning, gorgeous sunshine bathing the metropolis, still ...

A disciplined row of custard apples rests on my kitchen counter. Luscious and plump, from a farm, not far ...

Thursday mornings are special. The otherwise sleepy house in the time-stops-still hamlet of Karimganj, a ...

The Fish Kabiraji Cutlet. Our indigenous Bhetki. Marinated in onion-ginger-garlic juices. Green chillies if ...

It's a sultry autumn afternoon. An overwhelming quiet pervades, a sharp contrast to the hectic humdrum and ...

Growing up in a sleepy hamlet in far-flung Assam was bliss. In the sylvan lap of nature. By the lazy ...

There's something romantic about a grey overcast morning. The sulking clouds. The drunken gales. The ...

Today is Eid-Al-Fitr, the day which marks the end of the holy month of Ramdan, a day synonymous with ...

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

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