I never knew some twenty years back when I sat by the window seat of Air India, looking out of that tiny window at the vast expanse of the universe , already missing home, that I would be cooking Chaal Kumro Chingri sitting in America.
Hard boiled eggs are cooked in a light, soup like fragrant sauce. Just from the sound of it, I smell the strong aroma of ginger and also a lot of nostalgia.
The light, soupy and mild mutton curry featured in our lunch menu one afternoon. Tenderly laced with spices and cooked until the tender meat falls off the bones, the “Halka Mangshor Jhol” summons nostalgic yearnings for me.
Yet another Chicken Curry. This time the usual one, but redolent with the aroma of fennel. The tiny fennel seeds waved the wands and transformed an everyday chicken curry to something quite fascinating. As I write this post, the air in my home is still laden with the fragrance.
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