Wednesday, August 8, 2012

I want my food back.

I wish I had more shukto when I had the chance. More chingri & more posto. There was a time when I used to make faces at them, actually any form of home cooked food was a complete turn off. I remember thinking how awesome it would be if I could eat out every day. Have something new everyday, try a new restaurant every night. It's true, be careful what you wish for. Ergo, one day you will be sitting in a far away land, eating out every night and all you would crave for is home cooked daal-chawal. I don't know if its the distance from home (read homesick) or the fact that kolkata truly has the most amazing food/street food/cuisine EVER, or the law of diminishing utility - but there are times when I would give my left arm to eat proper laal shaak (red spinach) with some begun bhaja. I realize that this post is sounding borderline whiny now, but it's just one of those days when you realize the importance of what you had.. but you were too stuck up to acknowledge it.  Come back to me chingrimaacher malaikariiii... come back.


  1. ha ha ha....I can SOOOO relate to this one....:)...I too miss all the Shhakkkssss and shikto's and chingris (in all sizes)......and posto and what not.....

  2. and potoler dorma.. i used hate them as a kid.. but now im frantically searching for some.. :(