Fish

Doi Mouri Parshe (Mullets in a Fennel Yogurt Sauce)

So when my eyes greet the gorgeous shimmering silver parshe at the Manicktala fish market during my recent ...

Winter and her benevolence. Her bouquet of gorgeous vegetables. I say to myself. My eyes on the bunch of ...

What is it about winter that makes me yearn for comfort food ? I muse this morning. Maybe its the nip in the ...

The memsahibs bawarchi was a Mog by descent. His ancestors, who hailed from far-flung Chittagong, ...

I continue on my Anglo-Indian culinary sojourn, whipping up stunning delicacies in a run up to Christmas. The ...

As a run up to Christmas, I shall be cooking Anglo Indian recipes this entire fortnight. Pies and puddings. ...

You do not need to be a wizard in the kitchen to do justice to prawns. Add them to a stir-fry, throw them ...

The humble katla goes for a facelift this morning. Neither the ubiquitous coriander powder scented jhol ...

One of those mad hatter mornings with a daunting roster of to-dos. And as it inevitably happens on such ...

It's yet another lazy do-nothing Sunday morning. I lie on my couch, watching the truant winter sun project ...

If jhals, jhols and dalnas, indigenous to Bengal, are soulful, humble and unpretentious, kalias and kormas ...

It is one of those Sunday evenings. When time stops still. The sky becomes your muse. And you are drunk by ...