The food pilgrimages that make Dubai my own city.
I’m sorry. I can’t write you a restaurant review today. For the past 10 days, my thoughts have been muddled
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Midnight Biryani Run in Hor Al Anz
There’s an area in Deira which is a GOLDMINE of Indian and Pakistani restaurants. It’s called Hor Al Anz, and
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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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.
Breaking my fast in Karama, Indonesian style.
My temples were pounding. And it wasn’t because of the heat. Or because I’d been fasting the whole day. Or
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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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Have you tasted the Dӧner Kabab at Bosporus?
I live in constant fear of the fact that I might just smack into one of those pillars on Jumeirah
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If you catch me with a lost lovesick stare, I’m probably dreaming about a Moroccan chicken pie from last week.
Note on 15/01/2014: Sigh. In true Dubai transient fashion, Tagine al Fassi has vanished as quickly as it arrive on
Big Turkish Burger.
It’s big, it’s greasy comfort, it’s earth-shatteringly good value. But honestly, I wouldn’t fuss over Big Turkish Burger. With a
Back on the streets for Iskender Kabab.
I love my meat. And I love my bread. And when you throw little juicy slivers of meat over chunks
Two Foodies and the Tale of a Falafel Manakish
Considering I’ve known Chirag for close to two years now, a joint foodie post with him is like…close to two
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