There are three women that I have met in this little lifetime, who have made me gasp and stare at them in awe.
Mom, who I call Maa.
Grandmom, who I call Dida.
And Mum-in-law, who I call Amma.
All women worth their weight ...Read More
This is positively sinful, decadent and you can't stop eating it. It calls out to you in the middle of the night, the middle of a lazy Sunday evening, in the middle of a bath even...you find yourself scurrying out ...Read More
Many, many years ago, when there was no such thing as ready-made ginger-garlic paste, saas-bahu flicks on TV, when Mumbai had one standard climate for all seasons (hot, sucky, humid), when I could not tell Malayalam from Tamil from Kannada ...Read More
The Prime Minister Manmohan Singh has recognized the harsh reality of malnutrition in India by saying “India‘s “unacceptably high” levels of child malnutrition are a “national shame”. Our State women and child welfare minister Varsha Gaikwad in the Assembly’s winter session last year ...Read More
This is not a regular thepla recipe. For one, it has no besan. And you cannot 'see' the methi. And there are more masalas in this as against the regular theplas. And they have a bit of a bite because ...Read More
This is not exactly a Holi recipe but will happily star in a spicy, authentic menu on the festival day and will win many palates with its mouth-watering, flavourful goodness.
The world is abundant with different types of Kadhis. There's ...Read More
Better known in Bengali as Kaanch (nasal twang there, meaning raw) Kolaar (Kaw-Laar, meaning- 'of banana') Daalna (I have no idea what this means in any other language so let's play safe and call it curry, okay?).
I remember mum making ...Read More
Today, I want to write about something comforting, familiar, something that smells like my mom's kitchen. This one is called the Dalna. These are no onion no garlic recipes, always curries, always eaten with rice and always made on days ...Read More
I normally experiment on days when I have time to experiment. That way, in the remote chance of a failure (ahem, ahem), I have time to whip up something familiar and comforting and hearty.
I have also felt that wanting to ...Read More
I am itching to declare this as my invention but I am sure somebody has already made it, if not spoken about it. It's like chancing upon Palak Paneer and feeling that you came up with it.
Ridiculous.
But this khichdi makes ...Read More
As a child, I often wondered which tree bears the sabudana fruit. Maybe it’s a crop. But we never studied it, although we ate it so voraciously. I learnt where sabudana comes from only a few years back.
Sabudana is made ...Read More
There is nothing overtly special about this day. It is just another Saturday, the day of the week that goes fastest, and she is back to her domain, the kitchen, aromas sashaying their way out of the open windows, mustard ...Read More
