Usually I’m the joker. But Karim’s in Delhi made me a queen.
I was a wretched mess after my last trip to Delhi. And the trip before that one too. The best
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My new Turkish love. Shikidim.
March 31, 2012 Update. Bad News Folks…Shikidim has shut down. Another one bites the dust. This was meant to be
I LIKE MY BUNS FLOOFAY.
[Double-meaning perverted male culprits out there who’re snickering at my post title, stop that thought process right THERE. This is
I’ve been spoilt rotten by Mom’s Hyderabadi Biryani.
I just refuse to eat biryani anywhere else but home. On the rare occasion that I do, the rice will
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Aappa Kadai hits the spot. Many spots. Every spot.
Sometimes I think I’ve grown up in Dubai with my eyes closed. Or my mouth closed. Or some combination of
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Futzing around with banana blossoms
This post was meant to be dedicated to an experimental recipe with banana blossoms for Friday lunch. I’d never noticed
My cup of Turkish coffee at Köşebaşı reveals…squat.
LISA! Don’t stir the coffee, turkish coffee is not supposed to be stirred! You’ll disturb the coffee sediment from the
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Art, Food, and Life in Delhi.
Driving down the streets of Delhi on the last night of my trip, I commented: You know Meeta aunty, there’s
The ‘Shroom Burger Deconstructed. Shake Shack Dubai.
I walked over to the Shake Shack opening at Mall of Emirates, Dubai with one, and only one singular purpose
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What do you do when you’ve grown too many tomatoes in your backyard?
There’s no way a wonderful problem like that would ever be my own doing. I have a black thumb, if
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Twenty six dirhams…for THAT?!
I had such high hopes for Lime Tree Café. A little haven in the middle of industrial Al Quoz, this
The little white knight that helped me peel the potatoes last Friday
I know children love playing around with dough, or licking bowls streaked with chocolate cake batter [points at self vigorously],
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