Thursdays are my favourite day of the week. In my early 20s -*gasp* that was 10 years ago! – end of week meant going to a friend’s house to pre-drink before hitting the clubs, all while wearing heels which I’d also worn all day at work! Geez, who was that person?! These days, all I
As Indians who have always lived outside India, we’ve gotten an “OMG! You are Indian? I love Indian food!” more times than we can remember. Its the perfect ice-breaker because we can talk about food for days. “Yeah? What’s your favourite?”, we ask eagerly. Too many times, the response is “Butter chicken and garlic naan.”
When we announced on Instagram that we were on a mission to eat healthy (still a challenge on most days but we’re not giving up!), a restaurant called Taipei Dao reached out to us with an invitation to meet the owner, Felice. We rocked up to the South Ridge location one afternoon, appetite in tow.
I love noodles. The kind of love where I ate ramen noodles (similar to Maggi for all you Dubai/India peeps) on way too many nights when I was broke in college. Priced at about AED 1.25 a packet, I even had a Pinterest board dedicated to all the fun things I could do with ramen noodles (mainly involved peanut butter
When I started this series on the blog, asking friends to bring me back treats from either their home country or places they were visiting, I was genuinely looking forward to it being a more-or-less delicious affair. It would be eating treats after all! Enter Japan as a game changer, just to make it a tad more adventurous than that culinary
Chai. No matter what anyone has to say about all the fancy teas in the world, there’s nothing as comforting as a hot cup of chai. No fuss, no fancy cups required. We’ve spent many evenings in parking lots near chai shops around old Dubai, sipping on chai, laughing about something that happened over the