born in a
pandemic kitchen.
In the farming households of Bhaktapur, chaku wasa: was once a winter staple — eaten after meals, fed to anyone unwell, handed mother to daughter. As Newa life moved toward allopathy, it almost left the kitchen entirely.
It began again in December 2020, when Shova Laxmi Gosai cooked a batch for a relative bedridden with Covid-19. A photo, a thank-you on Facebook — and a line of strangers asking for their own. The recipe is her mother’s. Only now, it is weighed and labelled.



