Ilisher Mudo diye Shorshe jhal / Hilsa head cooked with Mustard paste Recipe

The phone came at sharp 12 o'clock in the noon. That one phone call that I look forward to every year. As soon as the monsoons That one phone call that spells happiness for me. Happiness that lasts me for almost a whole year. "Madam, ek piece mila hai, 1 kg tak, anda bhi hai".... said my fishmonger. "Le lo".... I croaked. My fishmonger calls me from the main market as soon as he sees a good hilsa and calls Only after I confirm I am in town and only if the fish matches my specifications does he buy And I go and collect it from This time, my bad throat and illness notwithstanding, I said yes. But then the season was getting over and I still hadn't got my hands on a good Hilsa / Ilish. And that was making me very restless.…