Bengali Food styling

Chanar Dalna

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

One of my indulgences, I must confess, when rainy days and Mondays get me down, guaranteed to elevate me from ...

The milk sits on the gas stove. Impatiently. I stir the pot occasionally. To pacify the rebellions ...

The bird sits on the gas stove, stewing merrily in yogurt perfumed with a melange of spices. A delicious ...

Some fresh chana, a piquant zing of ground mustard, an euphoria of grated coconut, a scorching violence of ...

The dekchi of milk, golden yellow, sits patiently on the mud oven. The first rays of the nascent sun, yet ...

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Another one of those family favorites for a lazy Sunday lunch. Tear-jerking spicy, yet so delectable that you ...

Evening descends on hushed tiptoes. Surreptitiously. Crimson and vermilion smother the last vestiges of blue ...

The unmistakable nutty scent draws me, just awaken by the cacophony of birds in the backyard trees, to the ...

This is the story of a heady romance between fragrant rice and smashed fish head. (Smashed fish head, yes, ...

The heady fragrance of Gobindobhog, the gorgeous golden of earthy turmeric, an overindulgence of sinful ...