Cooking or The subtle art of healing.

It is a bright Goan afternoon and I am in chef Sarita Carvalho’s kitchen at Tempero, the Goan specialty restaurant at ITC Goa, learning to make rava fry and stir fried mushrooms. Dressed in a monogrammed apron and a chef’s hat, it is my first time in a restaurant kitchen and I am as excited …

Breakfast by the Bay

Four tiny vadas, and one sticky, steaming hot idli, eaten at a stall, sitting on a narrow bench that had turned black with dirt and grime, with just a few street kids playing across the road, and the family of three -- mother, father, son, -- taking turns at the stove, the tap, and the …

What to Eat in Allahabad — and Where.

At 6:30am the fire has been lit. A pot-bellied halwai swiftly beats yeasty batter, a young man fills pastry dough with spicy potato mix, a small crowd meanwhile has already gathered in anticipation of their breakfast—crispy jalebis and spicy samosas. Welcome to Allahabad—or Prayagraj?—the land of early morning breakfasts and Ganga-Jamuni flavours. Food is everywhere …

Buknu – The Spice of UP!

You can take a girl out of UP but not UP out of a girl. As a kid buknu poori and buknu paratha was my staple food at my neighbor's place in Kanpur. Those were times when you could spend days at someone's house without having to worry about inconveniencing them or invading their privacy. …

The Khichdi of My Childhood, This Sankranti

India is a land of festivals, and festivals, in our country, signify only one thing – food. While most festivals boast of elaborate meals prepared well in advance and cooked through the day, do you know that there is one festival, which celebrates the most humble meal ever? What’s more amazing is that the festival …

Singhara and Memories of a Winter

It is that time of the year again. Winters are on their way, and all things wintery have started to appear in the streets and markets. So we have peanuts and peas, jaggery and cane-sugar, cauliflower and cabbages. And then there is 'Singhara' or what some of us call water chestnut. I can never forget …

A Warm Summer Day and A Cone of Vanilla Ice Cream

A warm, sultry day, two tired people, a parched throat, and a rumbling tummy. No, this is not the title of my next film, but the condition I am in now. In the middle of the Dutch capital, at the peak of the tourist season, on a Friday. While planning my trip to Amsterdam, it …