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…

makar sankranti and the bengali pithe-puli

Being a bong, probably I am one of the few lesser mortals who are not much interested in sweets. But, this time of the year, when the air is filled with nolen gur smell, its hard to not to adhere to the puli- pithe wave. And, here I am dedicating this post to Bengal’s gastronomic…