The things we eat.

True to my very Bengali nature I believe in good food. I worship good food. And I (often) talk a lot about good food.

Let me mention that this sudden passion to put in black and white my true love for food was brought on by the truly splendid "tundai kebabs". Thanks to Ashank and his good taste in all that is good food!

Of course this was preceded by three days in Goa; pretty much a non-vegetarian's paradise. Such sea food is not to be had anywhere else. Grilled pomfrets with french fries, roasted red snappers with fresh salads, crispy calamari, pan fried prawns, beef curries, pork vindaloos (a tad hot that one!) and such other joys at every corner!

Of course there's that list that we were making the other day: luchi and aaloor dum (or shada torkari), a very very very red and the very very spicy crab curry, biryani, mutton resala, aaloo posto, postor boda, well all things posto actually. The malpoa that thamma makes. The cheesy omlettes ma makes. The maggi with eggs that I make. The chicken pakoras from home of which I can't have enough. Koraishutir kochuri. Iilish, keema samosa...ah yes keema samosa. Mint with chocolate chip ice cream. Sayantani's Peach Melba. Brownies from Nahom's, Dolly's Tea.

Then there are those things which I would never love but some get teary eyed about: lauki, ripe jackfruit, banana chips, kochu, pumpmkin and basically all the leafy stuff.

For future reference, the key to my heart is a hearty meal consisting of any (or all) of the above. Which is why I love my mom!