Non Vegetarian

Koi Komola (Climbing Perch with Oranges)

Needless to reiterate, we Bengalis love our fish. And over hundreds of years, we have been intrepid ...

The plump line-caught Bay of Bengal prawns that rest on my kitchen counter this morning pose infinite ...

There are days when wallowing in idle ruminations gives me the most sublime of pleasures. If this were a ...

Yet another lazy Sunday morning. I idle around the house. Aimlessly. Fuss around with the ...

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 ...

That's the Orion. Bapi points out to me and Dada in a hushed whisper of a tone. The Hunter in the Sky. Look ...

And there sits my bird, pretty and pompous, roasted to a gorgeous golden. Luscious and succulent. The piece ...

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

The Raj, as any colonial historian would remind you, was perpetually on the move. Administering a ...

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