Soup traditions: a pot kept warm all day
In a small house in the Atlas mountains, where I stayed during one autumn visit a few years ago, my host kept...
Darshak Yadav writes for Herbcare from a small flat in Ahmedabad. He grew up between his grandmother's kitchen in the old city and his father's slow evenings on the balcony, and became curious early about the household practices that never announced themselves as wellness. He reads widely across regional recipe traditions, Ayurvedic householder texts, and quiet cultural writing, and prefers writing that carries a specific place, a specific hand, a specific hour of the day. When he is not writing he is usually cooking, walking, or sitting with a cup of something warm.
In a small house in the Atlas mountains, where I stayed during one autumn visit a few years ago, my host kept...
My friend Sita in Kerala does not call it a wellness practice. She calls it "the bath before the bath." Once a...
My grandmother in Modena kept a brown ceramic crock in the corner of her pantry. It had a chip near the rim,...
When I think of my grandmother's house in Sousse, I think first of its smell, and the smell changed with the months....
Before the door of my parents' house in Bangalore there is a clay pedestal called a tulsi vrindavan. Inside it grows a...
The first time I saw a copper tongue scraper I thought it was a hairpin. It was lying on a small saucer...
The first chestnut man appeared on the corner of Via Belfiore yesterday evening. I had not seen him since March. He nodded...
My grandmother kept a steel tumbler on the kitchen shelf, faintly dented near the rim, and the first thing she did each...
At my grandmother's kitchen in Friuli, the camomilla jar sat on the third shelf, between the salt and the dried bay. When...