The Narratives – Mohamed Miah

It’s funny how our tastes change over time, and food is no exception. When I was younger, like many kids, my diet revolved around plain, comforting junk food—burgers, chips, pizza, and nuggets. There was something about the simplicity of it all, and at that age, that was enough for me. Fast forward to adulthood, and my plate looks a lot different these days.

As I’ve grown, so has my appreciation for flavours that go beyond the ordinary. In my late 20s and early 30s, I dove headfirst into the world of spicy Indian and South Asian cuisine. Back then, the spicier the better! It became a bit of a challenge, almost like wearing a medal of honour—handling the kind of heat that would bring tears to most people’s eyes. But as time went on, I began to shift my focus from just heat to flavour. Don’t get me wrong, I still enjoy a good hit of chilli here and there, but I’ve realised that food can be more than a test of endurance.

These days, you’ll find me gravitating towards home-cooked South Asian meals, where the richness of flavour takes center stage. Rice, naan, and roti have become staples in my household, always paired with a hearty meat or chicken curry. There’s something deeply satisfying about the combination of these staples with the complex layers of spices in a well-made curry. It’s more than just a meal—it’s a connection to my roots, to the Bangladeshi and South Asian heritage that runs through my veins.

And while I now lean more toward savoury, traditional dishes, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still crave a good old-fashioned burger or slice of pizza every now and then. There’s comfort in those meals too, a reminder of simpler times. But where I once reached for these foods daily, they’ve now become occasional indulgences, rather than the main attraction.

Of course, it’s not just about the meats and carbs—vegetables have earned a special place on my plate as well. Dishes like saag paneer and tarka daal, with their bold yet balanced flavours, remind me of the culinary depth that South Asian cooking offers. It’s another aspect of my heritage that fills me with pride. The diversity of flavours and ingredients in these dishes reflects the richness of the culture itself.

Now, no post about my food journey would be complete without admitting one thing—I’ve always had a sweet tooth! Cheesecake, red velvet cake, you name it, I’m there. But nothing quite compares to a plate of mishti. Rasmalai or rasgullah are my ultimate indulgence, and they always remind me of family celebrations and special occasions growing up. It’s the perfect way to end a meal, sweet and satisfying.

In a way, my evolving relationship with food mirrors my own personal growth. From the carefree days of childhood comfort food to the more considered, culturally rooted meals I now enjoy, it’s been a journey. And the best part? That journey continues, one delicious bite at a time.