When I moved to the UK in 1991, as the good wife of a Cambridge scholar, I could not even boil an egg. I spent my first two years in the UK eating salad and my husband’s chicken curry. I soon realised that this state was not a life worth living!
In 1993 I travelled back to India to spend time in my ancestral kitchens and, over the course of a few months, mastered recipes that have been in my family for four generations. The food comes straight out of the Nawabi/Mughal school of cuisine which is part of my heritage. Since that day, I decided to turn my new skill into a life of working 24/7, swapping my brocade kurtas for kitchen whites.
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