Banerji’s Life and Food in Bengal was followed in 2001 by The Hour of the Goddess. This book—now in paperback—adopts a similar model, combining scholarship with memoir and recipes. The circumstances of Banerji’s life have uniquely qualified her to write on Bengali food, in which cooking styles hinge upon the provenance of the cook. East Bengal or West, Muslim or Hindu? Banerji, born in Calcutta, in a devout West Bengali Vaishnav family, married a Bangladeshi Muslim and lived in Dhaka. Just as there’s no ‘Indian food’, she says, there’s no ‘Bengali food’ either, so great are regional and other differences in cooking styles. To truly understand and enjoy food, you have to abandon prejudice.
The Luchi Speaks For Itself
Scholarship with memoir and recipes. Occasionally she speaks where silence would have been eloquent. But nostalgia never tasted so good.
The Luchi Speaks For Itself
The Luchi Speaks For Itself
Banerji’s references to the formidable food historian K.T. Achaya and to numerous others demonstrate her spadework. But she wears her scholarship lightly, her prose warm, intimate, vivid. She takes flight describing mundane activities. "The (grinding) stone and Patoler Ma pitted themselves against each other every morning...," she says of a stick-thin family servant, even as a luchi is "set afloat (in oil) like a paper-boat".
Writing of this servant and her mother’s widowhood, she reveals how much food can oppress while it sustains. Occasionally she speaks where silence would have been eloquent: as another great gourmet, Sheila Dhar, said, "You ought to let the vegetables speak for themselves". That said, nostalgia never tasted so good.
Tags
