Southern Flavours — and How I discovered them.

Being born and raised in the heart of North India in the era of no internet and limited television meant many things, but most of all it meant that your exposure to the world was limited. That world did not necessarily mean the foreign lands; often it was your own backyard. Case in point, the …

2017: A Year In Food Memories.

Okay! So this post comes a little late. Three days to be precise. But then, when most people were summing up their year, I was busy making the most of the remaining days of 2017 by travelling some more. 2017 was a year full of travel for me (which one isn't?). It started in January …

Of Bangalore Dosas and Tamil Idlis

So I hadn't slept all night. It is a typical trait of my travel: I am so excited that I do not sleep the night before, and I cannot sleep on the flight or the train. And then when you arrive in a city like Bangalore at 5:00  in the morning how can you sleep? …

Food Street of The Steel City

Every evening, after the sun sets in the steel city, the sky lights up. The orange glow can be attributed partially to the burning metal at the steel plant, and partially, to the illuminated carts of the food street in the heart of the town. Tatanagar was founded a little over 100 years ago when …

An Incomplete Breakfast By The Sea

Four tiny vadas, and one sticky, steaming hot idli, eaten at a stall, sitting on a narrow bench that had turned black with dirt and grime, with just a few street kids playing across the road, and the family of three -- mother, father, son, -- taking turns at the stove, the tap, and the …