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If a Chocolate Photo Assignment is reason enough to not blog for a bit, well then, I have a Chocolate Photo Assignment.

I-DO-I-DO-I-DO!! And it’s the highlight of my month! I had to read the email request from Choco’a, one of my favourite Chocolate boutiques in the city, twice, thrice, before it sank in…would I be up for shooting a few of … Continue reading

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SO much sugar at Bakefest that I had sugar burns creep up my back.

You know that feeling when you’ve had way, way, WAY too much sugar or chocolate or caffeine, and this crazy burning sensation starts inching up your back and around your neck?  Or is that just me?  It may just be … Continue reading

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Are Rivington Grill’s fish and chips at Taste of Dubai beer-battered?

A bunch of us sat around a table, digging into our plates from the different restaurant stations at Taste of Dubai, dissecting what could’ve made that deep-fried batter coating on Rivington Grill’s signature fish so light and poofy. It started … Continue reading

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The Big Fat Chocolate Wedding Plan. Episode 2

I’m back. And ready to lay out the rest of my chocolate wedding plan inspired by ChoCo’a’s edible designs at the Abu Dhabi Bridal Show. If you have no clue what I’m talking about, and if you’re one of those … Continue reading

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I’ve decided, I’m having a chocolate wedding. Will you marry me?

I saw something this past Saturday that made me rethink my wedding entirely. [Mom, and the two hundred Indian aunties out there who I know, and don’t know – but who are convinced that they’ve rocked me to sleep when … Continue reading

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Crushed digestive biscuits. Melted sugar drizzle with orange rind. Dark chocolate ganache.

I could envision…almost taste…the dessert as I drove back from work last Tuesday. It was just an idea, one of those culinary day dreams I typically sink into whenever my mind has the luxury of wandering at will. It sounded … Continue reading