Bengali Sweets

Shibpur RoyChowdhury Barir Kolar Borar Payesh

Every bonedi barir Durga Pujo has a story to tell, the Durga Pujo in Shibpur RoyChowdhury family, considered ...

It poured like never before. Lightning serpents zigzagged across the charcoal-scarred sky. Peals of deafening ...

Has it ever happened, you are in the midst of cooking, when to utter dismay and indescribable frustration, ...

There’s a melancholy despair about Bijoya Doshomi. It’s meant to be a day of festivities and celebration, ...

Grandma carefully pulls out an old Britannia tin, the colours faded with age, the surface dimpled having ...

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

A honey sunshine morning. A verdant green hillock of shelled pea pods stands in front of Didi, fatigued ...

I yield to temptation yet again this honey-mellow winter morning. Of cooking with oranges. Plump luscious ...

What's winter without nolen gur ? Grandma would ruminate. I am in my kitchen, bathed in streaks of golden ...

It's Makar Sankranti and my kitchen is a cauldron of furious activity. The chirer doodhpuli and sujir ...

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

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