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…