Small celebrations in the middle of an ordinary day.
I still remember school and college days in Kolkata when a stop at Kusum Rolls or Nizam’s felt like a small celebration. Trips to New Market with my mum often ended with lunch. Sometimes it was a kati roll, sometimes phuchka or papdi chaat. It always felt like comfort and joy in the same moment.
My love for chaat comes from my mum. She brought those flavours home with such care and taught me that food is not only about taste. It is about how it makes people feel.



