I have a thing for apple juice. I’ve never really understood the reason why. Apples are by far not my favourite fruit,…

When I was working in Delhi, I used to live in Green Park for a year. My office was a stone’s throw…

I don’t remember when or where I had my first mojito. Not that it’s relevant also. So I won’t rack my brains…

Saturday morning had been strange. And strange it had been because I’d actually been up to witness morning. Now mornings and I…

In this post, I’ve promised myself, I won’t rant about the Summer and how it is making life miserable for us. Because…

Nope, don’t get shocked. These mangoes are not like those actors in telly soaps who, after their deaths (mostly in car accidents)…

Updated: Chicken stock is always a thing of great joy. You can used it for a zillion different things. Now a couple…

What do you do when you have left-over fried onions from your Mutton Do-Pyaaza? Many things actually, but the Do-Pyaaza was such…

Mango Marathon comes to an end today. A short and sweet (quite literally so) series that has made me feel thankful that…

I always have a soft spot for phirnis, not because I love them with all my heart and soul, but because those…