This is going to be a mouthful of my thoughts on the food I have chewed, drinks I have tasted, coffee I have sipped(of course!) and tea I have lost my heart to, and much much more.
This is the polished morsel- a blog of a person who knew always what-was-wrong-with-the-food. A foodie with a maternal grandfather who once had a hotel and a paternal great-grandmother who named recipes after neighbours. Here are sketches, notes, musings etc on food, beverages and people of course!
Thank you Divya Ramachandran- and- her- blog for inspiring me to start this at once! <3
PIC: Coffee in my mug, Karachi biscuits gifted from Hyderabad, rains, sound of trains, my balcony and the neighbouring red-tiled terrace!
This is the polished morsel- a blog of a person who knew always what-was-wrong-with-the-food. A foodie with a maternal grandfather who once had a hotel and a paternal great-grandmother who named recipes after neighbours. Here are sketches, notes, musings etc on food, beverages and people of course!
Thank you Divya Ramachandran- and- her- blog for inspiring me to start this at once! <3
PIC: Coffee in my mug, Karachi biscuits gifted from Hyderabad, rains, sound of trains, my balcony and the neighbouring red-tiled terrace!
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