You would all agree that for people like us, memories that have anything to do with food are often more vivid than any other. That probably explains the length of this post. It wasn’t meant to be this long but the memories just kept getting sharper and more detailed as I went along and I…
This is what I call food
Had promised to write on Monday and now its Friday and I'm still sorta stuck with lots of work, hope its understandable considering that I was out of action for 5 days 🙂 OK!so as promised here's the list of places that I absolutely love and I have special memories attached to them so that…
Grilled at last…
Bombay (yeah I know…but I don’t like saying Mumbai) – supposedly a haven for eating, dining, breakfasting, brunching…lunching…teaing and all that. I say ‘supposedly’ because I haven’t really had the opportunity to explore more than 10 eating joints in the last six years of my stay here, so going by what I’ve read and heard,…
A Poem: My Wife’s Cooking
(re-posting from my blog, http://appapappa.com/?p=278) My Wife's Cooking I come to the table preoccupied You serve me dal with rice, Simple to cook, done in a jiffy - 3/4th cup dal, 2 cups water, Turmeric, and a pinch of salt - Boil, boil, till it is done. Then the tadka, a splatter in hot oil Of…
A visit to the Doctor, and Oatmeal Pancakes
I am waiting for the day that I can meet a fat and jolly doctor who says something like: “Go on, have a drink or two daily, eat whatever you want and exercise – yes, yes, that’s important, do some light stretching in bed when you wake up, and that’ll be enough.” My Dr., unfortunately,…
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