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United Coffee House

Sometimes you land up at a place that used to hold a lot of awe for you. Like United Coffee House. I couldn’t really afford their prices as a student, but would try and get there anyway. And so it is that when I am in Delhi, I somehow or the other find an excuse [...]

Love for Paneer

For some reason, Tamil folks don’t really like Paneer that much. Me, I love my paneer. In my quest for decent paneer in the UK, I’ve tried a million different things. But everytime it’s the same story. What passes for paneer here is basically a yellow brick of milk solids. It’s not soft, it’s not [...]

Food and a Business Plan

I keep telling anyone who listens that at heart all I really want to do is open a Dosai/Pongal/Vadai stand somewhere near St Paul’s or Liverpool Street Station. Dosai is so flexible that you can offer filling options and what not. And for the city-struck finance types, comfort food is required. Given the number of [...]

Rava and Suji Queries

Some people love rava (or suji). I like rava, but won’t exactly die for it. Sri is another story. He may kill for rava.
Now, the other day while Sri was attacking a rava dish, and insisting that it was the perfectly Tree-Tamil (Mara Tamil) thing to do, I told him that rava (wheat rava) is [...]

Yay! Yay! Yay!

Haldiram to open outlet in London!
It is setting up a manufacturing plant and offices, followed by a series of shops across Britain. The company aims to grow quickly, with 45 jobs being created after one year rising to 100 after three years, said Think London, the capital’s official foreign direct investment agency.
Thanks to Sri, who [...]

Borough Market and photogenic tomatoes

The weather is strangely moody today. We woke to a rather cloudy morning. Dull and heavy. It began to pour later. Not the usual drizzle, but a small dose of thunder and fat drops. When the sun finally came out, rr and I walked to the Borough Market.
There is something incredible about unpackaged vegetables in [...]

On Maggi

Ammani has a lovely post on Maggi. I remember there used to be this thing called the Maggi Club. You had to send five wrappers by post. Neatly folded. And you got something in return. Then there was this whole phase where the Maggi packets would have strange stamps of birds and animals inside. I [...]