Pizza in New York – the pricey, and the priceless.
My food expedition in NYC had to commence with a customary slice of pizza in the city, and I wasted
Continue readingPizza in New York – the pricey, and the priceless.
…sizzling up hole-in-the-wall ethnic eats of old Dubai
My food expedition in NYC had to commence with a customary slice of pizza in the city, and I wasted
Continue readingPizza in New York – the pricey, and the priceless.
Here I am in New York, after a mere three months of moving back home to Dubai. Bittersweet as anyone
Continue readingBack in the city that taught me food. New York.
Après has a lot going for it. It has a gorgeous view of the made-in-Dubai ski slopes at the Mall
…continuing on from my last post on some of my most memorable foodie experiences in Mumbai. Dahi batata puri at
Continue readingThings that made me go mmm… in Mumbai
(part 2)
Just wanted to share a few of my random but memorable eats in Mumbai. Truly a melting pot of different
Continue readingThings that made me go mmm… in Mumbai
(part 1)
The concept of Thali – which literally means plate, typically a round steel plate with tiny steel bowls arranged around
As I read through a forwarded email advert that spoke about a place called Wild Peeta, boasting fusion shawarmas, “service
Continue readingWild Peeta. Good. In fact, quite good. Just nothing to go wild over.
Old high school friend: “Hey, could you pick a lunch spot for the group for Saturday? We can head out
Continue readingFine art and cheesy eggplants at the More Café
Yum! was not really on my restaurant ‘must-try’ list. Restaurants with exclamation marks in their names or gimmicky-sounding unoriginal names
Wanted to share a few pictures from my dinner last night at St. Maxim, at the Mall of the Emirates.
October 2010 Tragic Note: Bluefields is now SHUT. *disbelief* *shock* *choke* *breaks out into crazy inconsolable wailing fit*…If you want
Continue readingHello Bluefields’ ox-tail curry. Where have you been all my life?
I stared at my sister incredulously. ‘What do you mean by asking me to pack my leftovers from Salmontini? That’s