In Emirati lingo, Malleh means preserved fish – from the word ‘Milh’ or salt. It was the natural way of preserving fish back in those days when desert dwellers didn’t have refrigerators. And while I’ve eaten malleh a few times … Continue reading

In Emirati lingo, Malleh means preserved fish – from the word ‘Milh’ or salt. It was the natural way of preserving fish back in those days when desert dwellers didn’t have refrigerators. And while I’ve eaten malleh a few times … Continue reading
Our heads jerked in unison towards the moving source of the panic. Loud gruff screams ripped through the din of the fish market just as the fishmongers were packing up their stalls for their afternoon siesta. The chase was on. A bluish white blur of … Continue reading
Sadly this restaurant is now closed. Dubai, do we really care about seafood sustainability? Apparently not enough to have kept this place alive. Real pity. If anyone has mentioned the words ‘fish,’ ‘prawns,’ ‘seafood,’ or any such variant in my presence … Continue reading
Sona took me to her secret Mangalorean fish and rice hangout in Karama last week. By the end of the meal, my stomach was weeping happy sentimental tears over how bloody good the food was. It took one scoop of … Continue reading
Whoaaa! Horaaah! Fish and chips! Hooot! In London! Weeeeee! Land of The Fish and Chips! Yaaay! …Yay. Yeah. Ok I’m done with my hallucinations. I’m still right here, sweating it out in Dubai. That street photo up there is just … Continue reading
Sometimes being a foodie can be really painful. You (and by ‘you’ in the all the following statements, I obviously mean ‘I’) get into a fix when someone else decides to pick the dinner place – have they researched the … Continue reading