200 bucks for a mutton thaali? Let’s go!
The tea was brewing. “Hurry up with the chaai already,” J grumbled from the dining table. K was sitting in a chair and reading the newspaper, his back to the kitchen. He was waiting for the aroma of mint leaves in the boiling water to waft over. K — “Waiting for the mint to diffuseContinue reading “Tea time”
“A hundred and fifty seven rupees,” the attendant’s voice booms.
Butter chicken as a cheer me up dish.
A Sunday morning, a vantage point and an emperor’s breakfast.
The Mathura trriiipppp.
He eyed the Salted Caramel Cheesecake
And says with the utmost conviction
If it’s mine, I shall get it
And then he hopped about praying
No one else buys it.