An old Coffee grinder

A Tamil friend I know, has salvaged this old coffee grinder from her ancestral home near Kumarakom. It used to belong to her granny. Coffee was ground fresh everyday morning in this, and it was my friend's job, as a little girl, to grind it in this grinder. This is a Made in England, btw.

HBR- Not the scholarly kind

My taste for hot rum developed in my hostel days when we guys used to gather around on most evenings with a bottle or two ( or three or more) of Old Monk. Cola being a lavish extravagance on a student’s budget, the rum was had with steaming hot water procured from the Hostel Bathroom…

Ai nayi: Review of Ai

So as our weekly ritual, we went to spend the Sunday trying to figure out a nice place to eat. I had heard from Prateek that Ai's Sunday brunch is supposed to be good. So after I saw Sanctum since, reflexly hubby goes off to sleep after wearing the 3D glasses, we went to Ai.…

Tea drinking and we Assamese people

Fish is to the Bengali as tea is to us Assamese ( I notice that this food blog has as many Bengali contributors are there are types of ways to cook fish). So, this post on us Assamese people and our obsession with tea-drinking. You can take the “xo” out of the Oxomiya, you can…

What is the food that always travels with people from your region?

Kanchuki & I were laughing a few days about how people from Assam always carry tamul-paan (areca nut & betel leaves) where ever they go. They will take out their small filigreed metal cases of tamul & paan and delicately pull out a single leaf, wrap the tamul in it, place it in their mouths…