If your wondering about the title- as much as I would like to be Mr. Worldwide aka Pitbull, I still am mr. NObody the last time I checked. Here’s a candid confession about the beauty and art of eating a buffet (learnt the hard way of course) You are spoilt for choice and neglect is never…
Category: Food Chronicles
A Date with Opa’s Arak
I’ve dated a German before. Well, a few actually! Such warm and reserved folk and so dedicated to a cause. So when I heard, I was heading to OPA Bar & Cafe it perplexed me a little(OPA in German means Grandfather). I enter with a few friends only to have the fragrance of exotic mixes…
The Festive fiery season
I love the festive season in Mumbai. Right in time for Diwali, the city is vibrant and overflowing with a buzz on overdrive with holiday mode in full swing,not to mention the chocolates and mithai that’s flooding my bag at the moment. And to add to this joy and celebration the ITC Maratha Mumbai,at their…
Dining with ‘Legend’
I admit. I have procrastinated over this article for over 2 weeks. I have scribbled and scratched paper (the old fashioned ink to pen) tossed it in the garbage – had a cuppa more than needed and still run short to deliver what I thought would be a befitting article to what I ultimately penned….
Welcome to the Dark side
A disclaimer: this post is going to be ridden with errors as I have carried on part of a sensory experiment. I typed most of this with my eyes closed. Yes, you read correctly. After all I believe in a holistic submersive experience as was presented to me at the Alila Diwa Goa all but…
Richter scale cupcakes
Today was a good day. A peaceful day. A day when one just wishes to do nothing significant, nothing impactful, nothing earth moving or so I thought. (let’s hold that thought till a little later in this post) Wash the bike, clean my room, stand in line to pay the bills, fill up gas, watch…
Gone ba-na-nas
I’m going to sing a song. You have one guess to get it right. It goes a little something like this; Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-nanaBa-ba-ba-ba-ba-nana banana-ah-ah togari noh pocato-li kani, malo mani kano chi ka- baba, ba-ba nana It’s Minion time. And while I’m on the subject of these lovable hilarious characters, I must say after a hectic…
Say ‘V’ che with Pisco
I assure you this is not a new language I’m making one learn. Though, the pronunciation has got my goat as much as the grape that almost went down my wind pipe in the quest to get it right. It’s a quirk, I tell you. After all, one can never really digest a good meal…
Locked & Loaded
I find myself in familiar territory in the lanes of Bandra and am taken to this quaint little dessert bistro- Loaded, an amalgamation of an eclectic mix of a variety of things, thanks to the ever imaginative thoughts of its creator and owner Tripti Singh- an affable and almost instantly loveable soul. The first thing…
The Legend of the duck
I admit- this experience has got to be one for the books, for a multitude of reasons. For one, I have never really had a fascination for duck (even when I visited China way back in 2007 and dined at the famous Bianyifang -the first restaurant specializing in Peking duck, having being established in the…
Gatecrashing a smoked Mackeral
The best laid plans at times aren’t really the ‘best’. At times, one needs a bit of an odd connection sans a map for direction to get lost in order to find oneself. A rather mundane day with not much accomplished had me wander the streets of Panjim only to be rescued by my bestie…
Oktoberfest in Goa
Flashback, circa 2011 when I was at the beer garden in Munich and a fresh yet breezy air sent a chill down my spine. I thought to myself a chilled beer in chilly climate wasn’t something that rocked my boat as much as I thought it would. Thank god for small mercies in the piping…
My first Birdcage Threesome
Wicked thoughts scurrying thy mind? I assure you of nothing scandalous, I plan on keeping this post PG rated for my younger followers (though I assure you some of them could teach you and I a thing or two.) Happy to be back in Mumbai once again and excited to know I’m meeting guests who…
Au naturel the Natti way
I am currently playing catchup to the concept of suitcase living due to multiple travels and find myself on days like these playing George Clooney’s character in the movie Up in the air. I assure you there is no resemblance or similarities between us two (apart from the fact that we both own a Harley- and…
Gardening @ the bar
I must confess. I miss my garden. The smell of wet mud, the plucking of weeds and my entire gardening apparel, gloves, hat et all. The simple joys of pottering and tottering around getting my hands dirty (in a matter of speaking). On my food trail in lovely Mumbai on a glorious sweaty and sunny…
Poco Loco with mi Churro
Anyone heard the latest song by Prince Royce feat Pitbull- “Back it up?”, I’d suggest you all do when you read this post especially while I dig into this sinful Churro at San Churros in Bandra. Before my avatar in a galaxy and time zone far away, this used to be my midnight haunt especially…
Wok in for some soft Crab
I remember the first time I tried a soft shell crab. It was as bizarre as something straight out of weird foods and customs of a lost tribe. After all who would eat a crab whole. I questioned galore and was coaxed into trying it- doomsday thoughts filling my mind with every crunch. Will it…
A Coppa with Sofia
I did mention earlier of my detox diet plan and eating healthy for a period of time.Then again after some serious sunshine and a sudden heavy unexpected downpour- I took refuge in a place away from home in Baba’s Wood Cafe ‘Da Maria’. I love all things Italian- The cars, the bikes, the women, the…
A Fish in the Bay
Living in a place that’s synonymous with fish, it’s hard to outdo oneself. Every second restaurant in and around Goa serves some lip smacking seafare and each have their own signatures attached. Another thing that strikes me is the consumption of fish near the sea. Ever wonder the irony of it. But one can always…
Foxes & Pies
On a rainy evening with the pitter patter of droplets falling outside in a constant hum, I find myself literally in the fields of Saligao. Here’s a legend of the place for those unaware. Many centuries ago, the people of Saligao besides rice began the plantation of sugarcane in their fields. Rice being the staple…
mr.NObody 