Desserts

Cherry Clafoutis

The fruit vendor arrives like a quiet herald of indulgence, his basket brimming with cherries—plump, taut, ...

I first experienced Watalappam on the southern coast of Sri Lanka, on a lazy, sun-scorched afternoon. Lunch ...

It’s a quiet afternoon. Spring is melting, slowly, very slowly into what promises to be a harsh summer. The ...

Who said brownies are sin ? My triple chocolate ragi brownies are fudgy, chocolatey, and all things brownie ...

শহরতলির দুর্গাপুজোগুলোয় ছিল এক আলাদা অনবদ্য অনুভূতি , একধরনের ঘরোয়া উষ্ণতা। না ছিল এত আলো ঝলমলে প্যান্ডেল, ...

It’s the morning after the kalboishakhi. Grandma is at work, hunched over the pile of green mangoes Didi ...

করিমগঞ্জের দুপুরগুলো ছিল বড্ড ধীর, স্থির— ঠিক যেন ছাদ থেকে ঝুলে থাকা সেই পুরনো পাখাটার মতো। ঘুরছে ঠিকই, ...

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 ...

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 ...