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City Pockets

Sunless days, making me wonder what I actually like about Bombay. Maybe these pockets of delight. Mostly Colaba, but some Bandra and elsewhere.

Le Mill is an expansive, expensive concept store in the middle of nowhere. But it’s beautiful and thoughtfully accessorised (I love the crows, the pencils, the candles and the lighting), has very sleek branding and is worth one visit.

Pretty embroidered linen and doilies shop on Colaba Causeway.

Gaiety Galaxy. At Rs.75 a ticket, it’s the best multiplex for a movie marathon.

Bungalow 8 is in one of the most gorgeous buildings in the city and is a beautifully curated interiors and fashion store. I love the menswear and vintage on the third floor and the deliberate holes in the wall on the furnishings floor.

Also 15 of my pictures of Chor Bazaar were published in Wallpaper* in one of the Reborn in India issue’s guest editor blogs.

Bowls of Shtoof

For the last few weeks, I’ve been hanging out at my food blog Bowls of Shtoof writing about well, food, as Soph probably best describes it – through experiences not ingredients. Right now, it’s an archive of travel posts and unusual or interesting foods and finds and a smattering of recipes. It’s an exercise in writing often and about something I really love, so let me know what you think.

Auckland

So I went to school in New Zealand. It’s beautiful. I’ve been all over the country and yes, it’s exactly like the Lord of the Rings.

Exhibit A, B and C.

My favourite places in NZ are Queenstown, Kaikoura, Wellington, Whangamata and all the tiny towns where tea shops sell whitebait fritter sandwiches, and smoked hapuka pies. (Wow, I’m 24 years old and I’ve been obsessed with weird, delicious food for a long time.) But I digress. I however lived in Auckland. I didn’t like it but it had its merits. Mostly my friends, my boyfriend, baking, West coast beaches, Kingsland, my football teams, the Comedy Festival, Kohu Road icecream, feijoa wine and vodka and Monteiths beer. This post is going to be gargantuan and largely food centric (It’s me?). Brace yourself.

Auckland does burgers well. Murderburger – love their blog and sense of humour, Burgerfuel – the doofer!, Handmade Burger and Burger Wisconsin. There may be more now but these were the places I liked. And you have to get kumara chips and aioli. Good pizza lives at Al Volo in Mt Eden and Il Buco on Ponsonby Rd.

Margarita slushies and nachos and boats every week with Farnaz. I once saw the QE 2 and drank chilli infused Mexican beer. The Viaduct and the other piers are awesome before 7pm. Never after. El Camino in Kingsland and Ahsi Itzcalli have delish Mexican (and the latter Yucatan too, I think)

I’ve been to every cute bakery in Auckland. Twice at least. Hayley and I used to call it research. Our favourite bakeries/cakeries are Queenies (my review!), Agnes Curran, La Tropezziene, Philippes Chocolat, Bakeshop (formerly Brown Sugar Kitchen), Le Petit Village, Little Cake Kitchen.

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Yellow Tree Cafe

I know I haven’t posted a review in about fifty years but that’s all changing now with the very sunny Yellow Tree Cafe that’s opened up the road from me. White washed but far from blah, Soheil and I visited when I was having a pretty horrid day but the cool, breeziness of the cafe’s aquamarine and white wicker decor, coupled with its quirky wall illustrations and great little bar was enough to wash away all gloominess. The paper menu was rife with recommendations but despite the towering burgers that arrived at the next table, we opted for some Italian and it didn’t disappoint. My only qualm was the slow service, our mains taking over forty minutes to arrive and when they did, they came after each other so we were tapping our fingers while the other ate. But my ravioli was perfect and his risotto, hearty and delicious. Peepshow below.

Yellow Tree Cafe, 33rd and Ambedkar Rd Junction, Bandra (W), Mumbai

Books by Indian Authors

Right now, I’m halfway through Kankana Basu’s Cappuccino Dusk. The introduction read ‘Nostalgia for the inherent shabbiness of Calcutta, for busty Bengali women in crumpled saris, for the sight of trams and for roadside tea that one sipped from little earthen pots smelling of rain and wet soil and which one smashed daintily after one finished one’s tea’ and I was enchanted and sold. I’m loving the book so much, I don’t want to finish it. Reading books by Indian authors is my new favourite thing. They’re filled with a kind of colourful imagery that leaves me completely spellbound. Plus I’ve only really read Jhumpa Lahiri and Arundhati Roy before so it’s nice to discover some new writing.

On my reading wishlist are currently Sea of Poppies by Amitav Ghosh, Arrack in the Afternoon by Mathew Menacherry, Ravan and Eddie by Kiran Nagarkar, Dork by Sidin Vadukut and Vinegar Sunday also by Kankana Basu. If you have any recommendations, I’d love to hear them.

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My friend Kunaal has gone back to New York for his last semester at Parsons and I miss him even though he pokes fun at me and calls me the quintessential don’s girlfriend. He (and Anoushka) took firedancing lessons before he left Pune and I’ve been learning the darbuka, so we’ve decided when he comes back that I can play the drum while he dances. We’ve also made plans to take over lookbook. We’ll shoot on his beautiful hotel rooftop. He tried teaching me how to poi dance up there but I lack coordination in the worst way. If you ever are in Pune, you have to have a gin and tonic and watch the sunset from the terrace at The O Hotel. It’s super lush.

Dario’s

Sometimes deciding where to hang out can be difficult but back in Pune, it’s my new fave spot Dario’s. Tucked into Lane 1 (the same place  the old Barista was), Italian restaurateur Dario Dezio has recently opened this namesake haunt with good food and drinks and a killer vibe. The courtyard and garden really do it for me. They’re so pretty. I love the super heavy duty wooden furniture and purple additions. Very Kerala inspired and very chilled out. I’ve had the pasta, the bruschetta, waffles, wine and a salty fresh lime soda there and they were all wonderful. As was the service. And the peacock that paid us a visit.

Avanti likes Dario’s also!

Clams

At Soul Fry.

and Jai Hind. You have to try the ajadina – semi dry coconut clams, Mangalorean recipe. With a plate of neer dosas. Cannot be beat!

With this person. No other person will do.

Adrian <3

101 Things I Learned at Architecture School

Forget just interiors, I’ve been interested increasingly in architecture, which makes my best friend go, ‘Great, as if you don’t have enough hobbies’. My childhood buddy Nazia, has even been using some of my photographs of religious spaces in the Victoria University Interior Architecture course she teaches. Anywho, a sucker for a coffee table book, a few months ago, I read the book 101 Things I Learned at Architecture School. It’s a small, nicely bound hardcover filled with lessons, (each to a page, accompanied by illustration) that author Matthew Frederick learnt while studying architecture. A fantastic, easy read, best indulged in bites rather than from front to back. The title suggests the book would appeal to architects, but there are so many teachings transferable to any other design discipline and even unrelated fields for that matter. These are some favourite snippets from the book.

6 We move through negative spaces and dwell in positive spaces.

Positive spaces are almost always preferred by people for lingering and social interaction.
Negative spaces tend to promote movement rather than dwelling in place.

18 Any design decision should be justified in at least two ways. The more justifications you can find for any element, the better.

E.g.
Stairs to promote passage from floor to floor, a space of congregation, a scuptural element.
A window that bathes a wall with light, frames a view, allows ventilation.
Row of columns that provides structural support, allows people to meet and sit.

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The most effective, most creative problem solvers engage in a process of meta-thinking, or ‘thinking about the thinking’.

Meta-thinking means that you are aware of how you are thinking as you are doing the thinking. Meta-thinkers engage in continual internal dialogue of testing, stretching, criticising and redirecting their thought processes.

51 Beauty is due more to harmonious relationships among the elements of a composition than to the elements themselves.

It’s the dialogue of the pieces, not the pieces themselves, that creates aesthetic success.

72 Design with models.

3D models can help you understand your project in new ways. Quick material models will help you test design options. Carefully crafted, highly detailed models are more suited to document design decisions that have already been made.

100 Give it a name.

When you come up with a concept or stray idea, name it – ‘half-eaten donut’, ‘meeting of strangers’ and other such monikers will help you explain to yourself what you have created. As the process evolves, allow new names to emerge.

101 Architects are late bloomers.

An architect must be knowledgeable in history, art, sociology, physics, psychology, materiality, symbology, political process, and innumerable other fields and must create a building that meets regulatory codes, keeps out the weather, withstands earthquakes, has functioning elevators and mechanical systems, and meets the complex functional and emotional needs of its users. Learning to integrate so many concerns into a cohesive product takes a long time, with lots of trial and error along the way.

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Blue Nile

One love of my life is my childhood friend Rijul and he and I were reminiscing the other day about dinners from Blue Nile, a Pune institution with an Iranian flair famed for its delicious biryani. So we decided to go and almost got mauled by a winged bat on the back of Rijul’s motorcycle in the process. We get there and like any night, the place is busy. We had to wait for a table on plastic chairs amid crates of Thumbs Up and Coke. It is airy and unpretentious and filled with the fragrant aromas of their specialties. The tandoori chicken and mutton biryani in particular. Inside, we were joined by Daniel for spicy seekh kebabs, succulent reshmi kebabs, and the signature Blue Nile mutton curry. The nostalgic biryani, delicious but greasy had me in a daze. Nothing that couldn’t be washed down with a cold maaza. Or a caramel custard, another thing they do well except not on this particular night. I still love the bustle in their expansive dining room – fans quietly whirring on high ceilings, arched windows and tall pillars. It’s unfortunate that the quality is slightly less remarkable to what it was when I was a child, and everybody agrees. It’s still tasty as hell though. And the efficient service is bar none.

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Blue Nile. 4, Bund Garden Road, opposite Pune Club, Pune – 411 001