This morning, as we began making tea, Atul placed a piece of ginger on the kitchen counter and made an interesting observation. "This looks like a rockstar!" And why not? The humble ginger has been rocking my life ever since I can remember. When we were kids, every year, on Diwali (that's Naraka Chadurdashi or… Continue reading Not so gingerly
Yes, I am guilty. Guilty of taking photographs of beautiful looking food. A lot of people find that irritating. I have been on that side of the fence too. I have often found myself judging others Oh, just stop this! Shut the camera and enjoy the food in front of you! But now, show me… Continue reading Temporary
Quick, what's the first thing that comes to your mind when I say the word: Jalebi If you've grown up in India, sometime in the 90's, then let me describe this for you. A sulking boy, his head sunk low, marches into a railway station. He throws his bag on to the bench and perches… Continue reading Sweet and sour
Growing up, I hated the idea of cooking. But living with someone who loves to cook, in a house that has a beautiful kitchen, I've softened up to the idea of cooking - and sometimes, enjoy it too! Our everyday cooking is quite monotonous, so when we make special dishes, it is an event in… Continue reading Unusual
Having spent two nights in a hospital room with a poor WiFi signal, needles piercing my arms and eating some rather bland food, coming home was a heavenly feeling. The hospital wasn't all that bad. For starters, atleast we didn't have to cook, or worry about household chores. Then there was a large TV -… Continue reading The food channel comes home!
The shrines at every street turning. The fifty square feet kolams. It looks beautiful. The yelai sappaadu and the million varieties of everything. The nongu and manga inji. It tastes exotic. The aroma of freshly ground coffee. The incense and malligai. It smells heavenly. The taalams of the kutcheri audience. The rustling of the Palm… Continue reading Homecoming
Happy Friday, the thirteenth! How about a cake to celebrate? Taking out the pocket camera to photograph restaurant spreads to share on social media is one (annoying) thing. Capturing the colours, textures and portraying a certain taste, whilst fighting the urge to eat your subject, is something entirely different. I can now truly appreciate the… Continue reading Cake, anyone?
As it happens, I misinterpreted this week's photo challenge. Let's set things right. Would you like a cup of tea? Just before our last safari in Sariska, we decided to eat lunch at a dhaba. There was a row of small houses with thatched roofs along either side of the road running along the perimeter… Continue reading An (extra)ordinary cup of tea