A Two Day Butter Binge: Tashreeb, Pav Bhaaji, and Daal Makhani.
I’m not sure how many of you are looking for fun and obnoxiously greasy ways to cheat on a diet
Continue readingA Two Day Butter Binge: Tashreeb, Pav Bhaaji, and Daal Makhani.
…sizzling up hole-in-the-wall ethnic eats of old Dubai
I’m not sure how many of you are looking for fun and obnoxiously greasy ways to cheat on a diet
Continue readingA Two Day Butter Binge: Tashreeb, Pav Bhaaji, and Daal Makhani.
When I first started this blog, I had compiled an anal and very ambitious Excel sheet of restaurants I needed
Continue readingDitching my restaurant lists for some home-style Indonesian grilled chicken.
The reason this is such an achievement is less because the biryani was some sort of meat and rice epiphany—it
Continue readingHallelujah, I finally wrote the Bhatkali Biryani post.
You know that I don’t have things under control when I start shoving up posts about extracted wisdom teeth followed by
Continue readingStill working on that Biryani post, but till then…here, have some Dal Baati Churma.
…but if you haven’t eaten for a week, you’d eat up crap like it was caviar too. One of the
This past week has been a rhymes-with-a-twitch-but-I-don’t-wanna-write-it-on-a-public-blog. Any of you who’ve interacted with me over the past few days is
Continue readingPrawn toast, Mongo roll, buttery Fatteh…and damn I miss chewing.
There are some meals that are so simple, yet they become so incredibly meaningful just because they spark off some
Continue readingI ate an Iraqi breakfast that touched my heart.
This country has been on an I.V. drip since the 70s. You’ll find the needle pierced deep into the skin
I walked into Bikers Café with the selfless goal of unveiling one of those rare places in the city where
Continue readingFinally. A place where you can have your Emirati breakfast and win a Vespa too.
I’m sorry. I can’t write you a restaurant review today. For the past 10 days, my thoughts have been muddled
Continue readingThe food pilgrimages that make Dubai my own city.
There’s an area in Deira which is a GOLDMINE of Indian and Pakistani restaurants. It’s called Hor Al Anz, and
I’m writing this post on Friday, the 3rd of August. As I type, I can’t help but momentarily stop the
Continue readingThis is where you should be, every Friday of Ramadan. Malaysian Iftar Bazaar.