Sharma Sweets Bhowanipore …

This is not a review post, but more like a lookback for me. We used to stay in Bhowanipore, and most of my adolescence was spent here. In those days, an youngster didn’t get that much pocket money and being a lazy-bum or due to whatever reason, I always used to have a shortage of…

Foodie’s guide to Darjeeling- the cult favorites

Come whatever may, a normal regular Kolkattan will visit three places in his / her life. And, surprisingly, the place’s name is “Di-pu-Da”- now don’t get me wrong. They are basically, Digha Puri and Darjeeling- the three mascots of tourism in and around West Bengal. So, if it’s a one night or two night holiday,…

Foodies guide to Darjeeling- the hidden gems

Come whatever may, a normal regular Kolkattan will visit three places in his / her life. And, surprisingly, the place’s name is “Di-pu-Da”- now don’t get me wrong. They are basically, Digha Puri and Darjeeling- the three mascots of tourism in and around West Bengal. So, if it’s a one night or two nights holiday,…

Foodwalk at the khao gully at esplanade

“A meaty foodwalk can only be conducted in Chitpur” – I was proudly boasting to one of my friends when suddenly he quitely told me, “you assh&%$, have you ever been to Tipu Sultan Mosque ” “Ahhh, those falooda shops ? Off course yes” I chirped, and he snapped back “then how can you make…

The story of sizzlers … and Mohamushkil

Who doesn’t love sizzlers ? That hissing sound, that sizzling effect and some super hot meat on a rustic , wooden plate- just who doesn’t love them ? In kolkata, from my childhood, apart from Skyroom as I don’t recall much except for their star-lit ceiling and cold cabbage salad and being a fanboy to…

Saraswati puja bhog at a middle class bengali family

Saraswati puja always always claims a special place in the heart of any bengali. It is popularly considered as the bong valentines day. But, for a atheist bong like me, bhog was always the point of interest for me (besides the yellow saree lad clan from the the fairer sex) and here’s my story. My…

Moa- Jayanagar , Baharu and quest for the best variety

childhood is a strange thing. So many items remain there sketched as a voice, as a memory. When I was a kid, Naren da used to come to our Bhowanipore house (with that box and degchi on his head) shouting “Moa chai, jayanagarer moa, nolen patali gurrrrrrr “.  Now today, I don’t even remember whether…

Golbari and Rupa- thy name is nostalgia

Idiot : “good morning sir. I was planning to ask something to you for a long long time. What’s your opinion about kosha mangsho ?” Person 1: “That’s the exact reason people call you an idiot. Who doesn’t like Kosha mangsho ? It’s just like liking somebody else’s wife. Everybody knows it’s a sin, but…

2017- a lookback on Mohamushkil’s experience

Ahhh, 2017 is coming to an end and what a year it has been. It was an year, where my blogging journey took a new turn and definitely, I experienced few new things. So, this blogpost is dedicated as a lookback on my learning journey. Foodka: “Good morning, this is Mir Afsar Ali” the phone came…

food-and-wine showcasing at The Italian Consulate Kolkata

It’s now a global phenomena for Italian Cuisine to showcase their offerings to the cities where Italian Consulate is present. Basically, it’s an evening of food-wine connoisseurship at the Italian Consulate Kolkata and I was invited there for the second time this year, thanks to honorable consululate general Mr Damiano Francovigh.  You can check my experience…

A sheherwali evening in Kolkata

Vegetarian cuisine is generally not my cup of tea. But when someone proudly boasts that it IS the best vegetarian cuisine, and I know that person understands food, it becomes my moral duty to visit the same. One thing led to another and I ended up at the Sheherwali pop up dinner organised by the…

Cafe – a slice of old Calcutta

There is a Calcutta hidden inside the underbelly of Kolkata. People there are still the quintessential bong type- intellectual, easy-to-go-with, less pushy …. you know probably what I mean. And, over time, they denied the offer for changing themselves. Maybe the price was a loss in monetary growth,  but frankly, when were the bongs monetary-wise,…