As a child, I’d see my mother cooking some amazing dishes, many quite multi-cultural (my parents were from Darjeeling but my mother spent some time in Bhutan.) She attended cooking classes and everyday when I returned from school, she’d have made these wonderful dishes. It’s probably why I love food today. After she passed away, food has become my way of connecting with her. At first, it was a way to remember her by but over the years, I’ve grown to love cooking and baking. Guess my mum’s genes have rubbed off on me. I have her handwritten recipes with me and go to it often. Here’s one for the tea cake that I’ve adapted, influenced by the tea I’ve enjoyed at Teabox.
Photographs by Tanay Saha of Pix de Amor
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