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Can you eat a chocolate cake like dal chawal? At Chennai’s Cafe Āve, you can.
I’m not a dessert person per se, and my savoury n’ spicy taste buds rarely drools over meetha like a maniac. But at Cafe Āve, a cute spot in Chennai’s Besant Nagar, I found myself gorging on their three-layer ‘Malted Chocolate Cake’ like a five-year-old with an aching sweet tooth. Surprised to find myself digging…
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Going with my ‘gut’ in Singapore – A foodie’s fuss-free travel account
The flight landed smoothly on the tarmac, like butter gliding on a hot toast. The humid evening air engulfed me as I exited the plane, smiling sleepily at the stewardess for keeping me alive. As if she could have played any role in case things went south. My stomach felt the thrill of landing in…
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Supermarkets aren’t just for ‘grocery runs’ – they’re a lifestyle, a religion
If you’ve hung out at a supermarket for hours, and left with only a pack of chips and a can of diet coke, you’re not alone. The allure of the gleaming aisles, stacked with rows and rows of colourful boxes, puffed packs, canned drinks, and farm-fresh produce goes beyond what one “needs.” Who can possibly…
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Love is NOT in the air – It’s elsewhere
Right around this time of the year, all one can literally think or talk about is – Love. From restaurants cracking their Valentine’s Day menus, to hotels, airlines, and spas decoding the perfect “discount offers” to entice love birds, it’s a busy season for everyone. And rightly so. After all, “Love is in the air”,…
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Breathing life into dusty ol’ memories
My maternal grandfather (nana) has always lamented one thing about my writing – that I never write about him, and his side of the family (my mother’s). Perhaps it’s true. I don’t, because I stop the memories from coming to the surface, given the complicated nature of our relationship. I have always loved freedom. He…
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