What does cooking mean to me? Cooking meant staring at my mother bringing forth mouth watering samosas and delicious biryanis in the kitchen from apparently inedible ingredients. I wondered if I could ever become a magician like her. Ma didn’t like having me hanging around the kitchen. She would shoo me out saying, ‘You will always have to cook all your life once you are grown up.’ Occasionally I would manage to sneak out a samosa before the whole batch was ready.
Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala: AlurDom: Alur Dom decorated with kancha lanka for effect. Please note the wonderful flower at the back that’s supposed to be kept in the m...
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