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Chachi’s Chingrir Roshbora ( Shrimp Dumplings in Coconut Milk)

Bapi chose to remain uncannily reticent whenever Dada and I quizzed him about his and Grandma's ...

I am hardly ten. Just the age when the tragic enigma of Death has started to loom large on my ...

Bapi hardly spoke of his growing up years in what is today Bangladesh. Grandma would inevitably ...

Manikkaka gets home a plump little cauliflower, august with its pompous crown of green. I am ...

Kakimoni was an angel. She lived a few houses away from us down the flaming gulmohor-crowned ...

It’s not everyday that my fishmonger calls to inform that he’s got some gorgeous boal maach. And ...

Flanked on the south by Kalighat, home to the ancient temple where resides the presiding deity of ...

Dida's days were busy, helping in cooking and cleaning, fussing over the the GuhaThakurta kids and ...

And so Dada and I set out, one golden autumn morning, gorgeous sunshine bathing the metropolis, ...

Food, they say, is all about nostalgia. The exhilarating aroma wafting from the ancient ...

The radio is the cynosure of the humble study in our house. The wooden contraption, religiously ...

There are days when Dada is outrageously fussy with his food and worse still, for no comprehensible ...