Reminiscence: Ramadan Rituals

The principles of Ramadan are fairly universal, in that they encourage people to fast through the day, abstain from “sins” of any kind and in general, espouse a sense of charity and goodwill to those less fortunate than them. But even with a common theme underlying Ramadan rituals world over, you are guaranteed to have…

Reviews: Gavkari, Prabhadevi

As someone who has grown up eating (and loving) Indian food in its many forms, I’ve never taken too kindly to our rich food heritage being dumbed down to samosas, naan and tikka masala world over. I am no stranger to enjoying samosas fresh out of the fryer on a rainy evening, or dunking bits…

Reviews: The Bombay Canteen, Lower Parel

The Bombay Canteen (TBC) needs no introduction in these parts. Barring a miniscule subset of dissatisfied diners, TBC has received lush praise and rave reviews all over the Bay for it’s casual kitschy interiors, delightfully friendly servers and Chef Zac’s uncanny knack of making the fussiest eaters relish the likes of Arbi(taro root) and Lauki(bottlegourd)…

Reviews: Din Tai Fung, Singapore

Considering this is being read on a blog, it seems almost unnecessary to state just how relevant the internet has become in educating people about food; be it through listicles, YouTube videos or those Netflix food documentaries that are all the rage now. My introduction to Din Tai Fung was no different. And to say…

Reminiscence: Of Singapore and its Stalls

The first real mention of Singapore in my life was a decade back when my aunt (and her family) decided to visit the place. I don’t remember the specifics of my cousin brother’s excited recollection of their time there, but I do remember framed photographs of their toothy smiles at the Jurong bird park and…

Reviews: O Pedro

I’m not one to usually condone modifying something that is already good. And as much as I love the folks at The Bombay Canteen, on hearing about their upcoming launch of a Goan spot in BKC’s expanses a few months back, I wasn’t the most enthused. A lot of this initial reluctance boils down to…

Reviews: JW Cafe, Sahar

Nothing works me up quite like a good buffet does. Odd as it may sound, buffets and brunches have been a constant source of awe and annoyance since I can remember. Because with the excitement of having so many dishes on offer, comes the fear of missing out and not being able to try it…

Reviews: Cafe Mysore, Matunga

Ah, Matunga. A lovely little locality in Bombay that oozes South Indian soul, this place is nearly impossible to dislike despite the crowd and cacophony that surround it, especially during a weekend jaunt. All my visits to Matunga have been a trip down memory lane, reminding me inevitably of summer vacations spent in Kerala and…

Reviews: Trishna, Fort

My introductory dinner at Trishna many moons ago, was a night of pleasing firsts. It was the first time I’d stumbled upon Kala Ghoda’s hidden culinary gems, and the area remains one of my favourites in the city to this date; It was the first time I’d risked ordering a humongous crustacean while dining with…

Reviews: The Pantry, Fort

The Pantry Cafe espouses everything we know and love the Kala Ghoda food scene for- cheery artsy interiors, a concise menu with heavy European influences and exemplary service that is near impossible to find fault with. But there is an inherent sense of familiarity, that to me sets The Pantry apart from its peers, and…

Reviews: Slink and Bardot, Worli

Having never set foot in France, all my notions of French dining are heavily influenced by the stereotypes fed to me through Hollywood rom-coms watched over the years. On one hand, I imagine quaint Parisian cafes, their simple but elegant furniture spilling onto the streets for people who wish to stop by for a quick…

Reminiscence: The Crumb Chronicles

I always saw myself as a precocious little girl, growing up. While my insistence in spending every evening completing my homework rather than stepping out to play might have been more attributable to laziness than anything else, my food choices were equally peculiar. I grew up on a steady diet of savoury, well spiced food…