Muri. Murmura. Laiyya. Mamra. This humble puffed rice has as many names as it has uses: soak and make poha out of it (try it!), Grind it and make sattu with it, fry it and make a snack out of it, mix it up with other fun things to make jhaalmuri or bhelpuri, or, as they call in Allahabad, churmura, with it. You can also … Continue reading Making of the Muri Mix or Laiyya Mixture.
इन दरवाज़ों के पीछे कभी ज़िन्दगी बसा करती होगी, इस दहलीज़ के अंदर कभी महफ़िलें सजा करती रहीं होंगी; इनके आँगन में कभी गूंजा करती होगी बच्चों की किलकारी, कभी नानी, कभी दादी, कभी प्यारी सी बुआ हमारी। इनकी चौखट पर कभी चाची की प्यासी आँखें चाचा का इंतज़ार करती रहीं होंगी, इनकी दलानो पर कभी चाचा ताऊ की तकरार भी हुई ही होगी; इस … Continue reading एक खँडहर की कहानी। (Hiraeth)
Ride a bike along the canals lined with world heritage buildings, gorge on home made fries, wash them down fresh beer, and follow it up with world’s best chocolate. Getting lost in the oldest city of Flanders is not without its perks. Climb the belfry, ride into the middle ages on a horse drawn carriage and stroll in the main square: The bell tower … Continue reading UNESCO World Heritage Week: Getting Lost in Brugge.
There are many ways to learn about history – reading history books, studying about the subject, watching videos and documentaries – but there is only one way to experience history, and that is by being in places where history was made and being a history buff, I often find myself in places where history was created. After having spent a long peaceful morning in Borobudur … Continue reading UNESCO World Heritage Week: Prambanan.
It is still dark when we arrive at a resort close to the temple. A bright reception welcomes us and a lady promptly hands over torches to everyone — we are supposed to walk the rest of the distance. Continue reading UNESCO World Heritage Week: Borobudur, A Hidden Gem in the Heart of Java.
So I hadn’t slept all night. It is a typical trait of my travel: I am so excited that I do not sleep the night before, and I cannot sleep on the flight or the train. And then when you arrive in a city like Bangalore at 5:00 in the morning how can you sleep? Since stepping into the city, at 5 in the morning, … Continue reading Of Bangalore Dosas and Tamil Idlis
It is that time of the year again. Winters are on their way, and all things wintery have started to appear in the streets and markets. So we have peanuts and peas, jaggery and cane-sugar, cauliflower and cabbages. And then there is ‘Singhara’ or what some of us call water chestnut. I can never forget those misty winter mornings of small town North India, when … Continue reading Singhara and Memories of a Winter
Think of Lucknow and the first thing that comes to mind are kebabs, biriyanis, kormas, and sheermal. While the legendary non-vegetarian food deserves all the attention it gets, there is also an entire alternate cuisine that the city specializes in (and not many know about). The lip-smacking vegetarian options that you find in Lucknow are as good as, if not better than their non-vegetarian counterparts. … Continue reading Lucknow: A Vegetarians Paradise.
A Koli woman carries a basket of fish on her head, a podgy man, dressed in a striped shirt gapes in horror at the fat bill even as the woman looks on with glee; a bunch of middle aged men sit at a distance enjoying their beer and banter oblivious to the infamous rains and flooded streets. Monsoon is the best time to be in … Continue reading Mumbai: A foodies haven