Pritha

While in school and college (and university as well), I was pretty nerdy. I was upto regular mischiefs and all, but overall …

You know, left on my own I would perhaps not have written this post. And that is largely because I wouldn’t have …

This dish doesn’t evoke any particular memory in me. It is not associated with my childhood, it doesn’t bring in its wake …

I have been a notoriously greedy kid. The notoriously greedy bit still remains, alas I’m a kid no more! My childhood is …

It was one of those days on which you could write an essay back in school: The day when everything went wrong. …

I don’t have a particular affinity towards Indian sweets. The Dessert section of my blog bears adequate testimony to that. The only …

I have a few friends who have, knowingly or unknowingly, introduced me to some of the most amazing food items ever. It’s …

2005 was the second and last year (after 1992) that I was forced out of Calcutta during Pujo. Well, I wasn’t in …

The idea behind the Eat Like a Bong series was simply to hone my skills in cooking Bengali food and in the …

Bengali girls are supposed to be steeped in culture. We must dance like Mamata Shankar, sing like Suchitra Mitra, paint like Shanu …