Indian Food Photography

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 ...

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

Another mist-mysterious winter morning. I walk into my kitchen, an infant sun playfully projecting a ...

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

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

Grandma loved her niramish dalna - a delicately flavored tomato curry, perfumed with the earthy cumin and the ...

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

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

Dada is super-excited. Almost gasping for breath, he tries to awaken me from sleep. Still in a realm of ...

The doorbell rang. The jarring shrill piercing the lull of a parched summer afternoon. A kind of ominous ...

Its less than a week to Sankranti and my kitchen is in a manic frenzy cooking a decadent spread of pithe, ...

Grandma sat on a cane mora, her back to the gorgeous winter sunshine, instructing Didi how to prepare the ...