The value of the past is preserved as a memory.
Forever vulnerable to being forgotten, our memories are all we have of who we were and who we have become. And so, we began Kalkandu as a collection of those memories, gathered from our grandmothers and all our favourite cooks, unearthed from blue inland letters brimming with instructions, video calls recalling long ago and old and cherished cookbooks crumbling with age. Documented in a library of scent, flavour, taste and affection, we attempted to preserve time itself.
This gathered sea of recollections was then imbibed in the only way anything can be learnt- the hard way. “What is love without the labour?” we asked ourselves. And in trials that dissolved in errors, in confidence that melted into doubt, we stumbled often, but we picked up the pieces and found ways to make every delicacy, ‘just right.’
It was only when taste gave way not just to flavour but also a glimpse of yesterday, that we knew we had come full circle.
We would love to hear about your favorite treats or, even better, engage in conversations with your grandmothers and learn from the true masters themselves.
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