Food Markets, such as the Reading Terminal Market n Philadelphia, make me very happy indeed. This one reminds me of another favoured destination in London, the Borough Market, which is probably why I felt completely happy, even if I was on my own, wandering through the stalls of fresh produce, fresh seafood, butchers, fromageries, cafes and food ( Read more... )

Lazy Saturdays, punctuated by phone calls ( Read more... )

That sushi, no matter how exquisite it may have been when fresh, does not last in the refrigerator - they are to be had fresh, even if it means stuffing yourself silly. Never again shall I think of keeping some for another meal - it broke my heart to chuck the seemingly fresh salmon makis and crystal rolls but it's amazing how much of the ( Read more... )

Something as mundane as taking a long walk can be narrated so beautifully.  Here's a well-written piece of cigarette-induced nostalgia on a cold December night in Delhi. (Too lazy to translate the Hindi bits!)

I am one for hot caffeine-laden beverages at any time, anywhere. One can find me taking coffee-breaks and chai-breaks at the most random ( Read more... )