The Samosa Skeptic
Make rolls with meat, if wished, with thin sheets of bread whose ends you need to seal. Or, a piece
The proof a tagine is in the gravy.
And the smoky den that chooses to call itself Musaharati, after the early morning suhoor callers during Ramadan in the Arab world, sure knows
For that dinner after dinner, there’s Kaati Express.
There is such a mind-boggling variety of food cramped up in the block behind the Park Regis hotel in Karama, that your
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Still working on that Biryani post, but till then…here, have some Dal Baati Churma.
You know that I don’t have things under control when I start shoving up posts about extracted wisdom teeth followed by
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This is where you should be, every Friday of Ramadan. Malaysian Iftar Bazaar.
I’m writing this post on Friday, the 3rd of August. As I type, I can’t help but momentarily stop the
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A bunch of good eats [that I swept under the carpet] finally see the light of day.
My pending posts have become like a disorganized Old McDonald’s farm of nibbles, here a nibble, there a nibble, everywhere
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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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After years of eating kababs, I finally ate The Kabab.
It’s not easy being a foodie. Even less so if you’re a food blogger. Everyone and their uncle suddenly feels
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Fresh-baked Punjabi Kulchas remind me why I love bread so much.
I can’t believe it’s been so long since I’ve written about bread or roti or buns of some sort. I’m
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What to sneak over to the son-in-law that married your vegetarian daughter?
This cocoon of chickeny goodness. An egg and chicken kathi roll from Shiraz. And I speak from experience. Second hand-experience.
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Iranian Kababs with a Special Blogger at Special Ostadi
I could have been very late for dinner at Special Ostadi. My days are usually planned like overstuffed double decker
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