Iftar in a different world called ‘Naif.’
6 minutes before sunset. We parked our cars near the Fish and Vegetable market, greeted each other, and started walking.
The Calicut Crab that was the Queen of Karama Krawl
It’s way too much work to eat a crab. Let’s not even get into the behind-the-scenes kitchen drudgery, I just
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Hyderabadi Kichdi, Khatta and Keema in Hor Al Anz.
We were sure this was not a place for a date, not first, not second, not two hundred and thirtieth,
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The Koki you can find if you peek into an alley of Meena Bazaar.
My mother once told me of a paratha that my cousin would bring home on Fridays. Early in the morning
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I know you want my Appams and Crackly Prawns. XOXO, Karama.
Ever seen that row of South Indian restaurants in Karama, all sitting cross-legged next to each other, selling appams and
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Machboos, Dosa, and Disco Tea. Plotted on the Oversimplified Food Experience Graph.
You’d think that my life is all about Oscar-winning food experiences. You’d think that I have fabled fish curries and
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Ever tried Anda Parotta from that tea stall around the corner?
How many times have you walked past those teeny cafeterias on the road and thought, ‘yech. I’d NEVER go in
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Eating through a Gujarati feast at Rangoli…all in the name of foodie market research.
Some of you may have got a whiff of my latest whimsical idea through this blog’s facebook page, but if
If Dad can cook, so can You.
…or can you really?
Every time I ask dad how he creates his incredible slow braised, Indian curried turkey, he modestly responds, “It’s not
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…or can you really?
More good eats on our houseboat in Kerala…
It’s a little embarassing that it’s taking me two posts to write about everything I’d crammed in during my stay
Took Kerala to remind me that good seafood often comes in fugly packages
YEECH, THOSE THINGS ARE NASTY. That was my first (politely silent) reaction as a rickety old boatman peered up into
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Spicy Venue set my tongue ablaze…and I still crawled back to beg for more.
The name says it all – ‘Spice wimps, Beware.’ Andhra food can be some of the spiciest fare that you’d
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