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Dal Pitha, Bihar Style (Rice Dumplings with a Spicy Dal Stuffing)

Its just a week to Sankranti and my kitchen is cooking a decadent spread of pithe and puli. And some divine ...

Not too long back, the world was smaller. I ruminate as I stir my pot of Komola Moong Dal this ...

And it would be supremely unfair if I did not publish a sequel to my post last week on the sublime Sylheti ...

I think it would not be a hyperbole if I remarked that all cooks, amateur or professional, have an unabashed ...

I grew up in a sylvan sleepy hamlet in the far-flung Barak Valley of Assam. Amidst pristine verdant greens. ...

Memories of Grandma come fleeting back as I grate my coconut for Narkel Lau this morning. Grandma was a ...

When my eyes rest on the pristine green papaya, all ready to be be plucked off the tree, I know ...

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

I love my dalnas. Especially my niramish ones. I do need to confess upfront that I have a ...

She is at her gorgeous best this evening. Resplendent in her new rani sari. Decked in her jewellery. Her ...

The kitchen is my playground, the laboratory for my perennial stream of culinary experiments. I spend hours ...

I am all of six, maybe seven. Yet the kitchen draws me like a magnet. My best times are when I am in the ...