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Sunshine and daisies

The pic for today then is of a space that I long to be in. With much action, people coming and going, all the domesticity…I find that I most crave some peace. Some alone time. Some silence. I love having people over but am dieing for some time to setup my food career, find my way… cook, write and to just be.

The pic today is the essence of what I am craving for…The quiet morning sun, the flowers, the hill, the house.  I find that there is something magical about this picture that Atul took while in Dalhousie. Oh! what I would give to roll on the hills, stare at the sky, have the sunshine stream through the treetops onto my face… and just be.


PS: Am going to try to be sharing a pic a day so you guys know a bit of whats happening in my life. Some of these pics are taken by Atul and others by either case they are moments from our lives, work, foodings…

Tokyo from London

Namrata came back from london where she has been editing for a month and brought back goodies. Beautiful flame coloured le creuset enamel-ware, A lovely Beatles mug an amazing postcard with the picture of the artist Yayoi Kusama. Alongside were these pretty sweets from a Japanese sweet shop.


It’s so strange to think that you hold in your hand something made in a land far far away … Like these sweets that travelled all the way from Japan to London to Mumbai. I can’t help but think of their life till they entered our mouths to fulfill their destiny with people who can’t pronounce their name….the many people, spaces, things that touched them. The seasons they saw. Fights they witnessed. Tears they heard in various tongues, laughter in various colours..

Little girl of the hills

The little one and the camera

Shot by Atul.. the little girl with curious eyes, from the hills of Dalhousie

And then, she took out a pear

This is a guest post by Meryl, my talented little sister who has come to Mumbai to figure out life, studies, career and get a break from all those things too.. life, career, studies.. Between being the bullied guinea-pig, working out what she wants to do next, watching television, being subject to endless discussions on food, force-fed every half an hour and being the sous-chef, she sweetly volunteered to write a post for Bombay Chow-party. I am sure you wont miss me.. 🙂 Read more

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