Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala

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.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala: Aloo chaat with baby ones from Bengali Market tuck...

Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala: Aloo chaat with baby ones from Bengali Market tuck...: Aloo chaat with baby ones from Bengali Market tucked away in corner of Jaipur that caters to the Bengalis wishing for kancha lankas...

Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala: Aloo chaat with baby ones from Bengali Market tuck...

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