Recipes: That Indo-Pak “Jaldi Biryani”

To any South Asian kid (Indian, Pakistani, Bangladeshi or any others I’ve missed out), Biryani is generally synonymous with celebration. The first thing that comes to mind for me at the thought of biryani is a lavish wedding reception or an intimate Eid dinner, with the cooks (or family members) slaving away for hours on…

Reviews: Oh!Calcutta, Tardeo

I made my first Bengali friend in early 2013 on my second day of work. She’d brought Aloor Poshto for lunch and I’d got idlis, and our mutual love for food started that conversation which hasn’t really stopped since, even though we both don’t work there anymore. I credit Sunaina for introducing me to all…

Reminiscence: Road Trips and Tea Stops

Its extremely rare that I actually travel when I get a holiday. Yes, I go to Kerala every time I get a few free days, but I don’t really travel, because all my time is happily spent at my Ammama’s (my maternal grandmom’s) bungalow, doing what I like with no intent whatsoever to step outside….

Reviews: Taste of Kerala, Fort

My love affair with Taste of Kerala dates back to 2011, when I was a fresh faced teenager, discovering the charms and vagaries of living in India in general, and Bombay in particular. I will try to make this short, but being concise isn’t really my cup of tea. So be warned. Having just landed…

Reviews: Mia Cucina, Powai

The last one month has been fairly instrumental for me in discovering the gem, that is Powai. Yes, its still far, and its still a pain to have to deal with the confusing directions in the absence of an Uber GPS, but we braved these relatively trivial concerns to visit Mia Cucina a few days…

Reviews: Pa Pa Ya- Palladium, Lower Parel

Since its launch in late 2015, Zorawar Kalra’s Pan Asian venture PaPaYa has been garnering rave reviews from the masses and classes alike, for their marvellous food and next-level presentation at prices that don’t break the bank. It has also received the rare distinction of getting these reviews from vegetarians and non vegetarians alike, with…

Reminiscence: Grandmoms and Clay Pots.

We all have a relative who in our eyes is the “best cook in the world”. I’m not sure what exactly made us think we possess the ability to effectively judge all possible cooks in the world and to give this particular person the title with such relentless confidence. But biased or otherwise, I think…