Mutton Rangooni Rice

This is one of the easiest, simplest and tastiest dishes that I have tasted with mutton. I came across this recipe on Pree’s blog and fell in love with it at first sight. Although I couldn’t wait to try it, I was sceptical that my family will even taste it as it has hardly any spices…

Methi Fried Rice

This post was lying in my draft section for ages and today I finally it is gonna see the light of day! I love greens and always try to include them in our food. Abbas is not fond of greens featuring in a stand alone dish. So I sneak them in curries / pooris /…

Fish Pulao cooked in Coconut Milk

There are a few go to blogs where I hop for specific recipe needs, without worrying about the end result. Pree’s blog is one among them. Mostly for non-veg dishes, I have been lately referring to her recipes on and off coz they have given me accolades each time. While surfing through her recipes I…

Bengali Khichuri

When we were going to bid goodbye to Chennai and moving to Bangalore, I had to do most of the tasks as Abbas was working in Bangalore then. He would arrive along with Kakima (My co-sis’s mom) only on the previous day of our departure. Change of address in post office, transfer of gas connection,…

Egg Biryani for Ai Buro Bhaat

This post is dedicated to Devleena, my colleague and office bus mate! She is more a friend of my kids than mine. She is going to get married next month. We had her over for a traditional Bengali pre-wedding lunch during the weekend called Ai buro Bhaat! I like this custom coz it meant feast ;-D Did…

Bengali Mishti Pulao

I stumbled upon this blog while sifting through the blogosphere. I’m hooked on to it. Be it her recipes, photography, presentation, writing, pottery… Boy! I am impressed!!! As I was checking her posts one after the other, I felt as though I have found a treasure. A key to some Bong dishes especially to impress…

Poolao or Palao, any which way, banao aur khao…

4 o’ clock hunger pang – Sindhu (my Sis) and I charge into the kitchen! In less than another 15-20 mins, both of us waiting for the pressure cooker to whistle… Our anxious walk around the kitchen would remind one of people outside Operation Theatre waiting for the doctor to come out… Once the whistles…