Non Vegetarian

Aam Panchforon Mete | Mutton liver with Panchforon and Raw Mangoes

I insist on accompanying Bapi to the baajaar. It’s a bright spring morning, the skies a clear unbroken blue, ...

There are places where food is sustenance, and there are places where food is memory — stitched with longing, ...

রবিবার সকালে আধঘুমে থাকা আমার ছোট্ট শহরতলির ছবি থাকে বেশ অন‍্যরকম । হাঁকডাক কম, শুনশান রাস্তা। স্কুল নেই, ...

It’s a mist-laced January morning. One of those languorous days when indulging in laziness is not a ...

The heat is punishing to say the least. It’s early morning, yet the sun is at its repressive best. I toss ...

It’s as if it were yesterday. The Mayra-myari ghor (bamboo house) stands proud and tall, walls ...

The maacher baajar in our sleepy town is nothing to write home about. A row of make-shift decrepit stalls, ...

Poached chicken, served cold. An aromatic broth. An assortment of condiments. Served with fragrant ...

The first time S returned from Singapore and narrated to me, childlike excitement stark in his voice, his ...

Grey winter takes a bow. And in hushed tiptoes arrives spring. With her mellow mornings and pleasant sun. ...

Age is catching up fast on Grandma. She no longer spends long hours in the soot -blackened ancient kitchen, ...

My princess must have inherited her love for fish from her Grandfather, Grandma would inevitably comment to ...