Here comes another recipe from home, cradled with memories of my times with my mamoni who was my second mother. I run my fingers over the letters of the recipe on the paper – once written and held by her. Many days and months of my life have been spent in my aunt’s home, whom I fondly called “mamoni“, ma’s sister.  My ma and her sister were close in age, very different in their personalities but as close to one another as sisters could get. When we were little we spent our months of summer vacation in Baharampur, Murshidabad in my aunt’s bungalow.

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