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3010, 2015

How to talk to elders: game their wisdom and learn from it

October 30th, 2015|Comment Essays, Relationships|

What is your strategy when you meet elders; those uncles you encounter at weddings? You sit with them, chat desultorily about their prostate, how hot Mumbai has become, and maybe reminisce about the ancestral home or village. The conversation ends abruptly after 5 minutes; and then both parties, with relief, turn to their devices.

2510, 2015

Krishna, Rabdi and ladoos in Jaipur: Sacred Food: Mint on Sunday

October 25th, 2015|Books, Food | Drink, Food and Faith, Wellness | Spirituality|

Jaipur is a magical city.  The colors, the food, the peacock calls.... latest installment of my food series here in Mint on Sunday Don't miss the "bombaat" video of the women singing.

1810, 2015

The outrage over Manchurian ‘idli’: for Mint Lounge

October 18th, 2015|Comment Essays, Food | Drink|

The outrage over Manchurian ‘idli’ There are a hundred wonderful variations of this ancient, flawless dish. Why spoil it?   It was on board a Vistara Airlines flight that I first tasted the ghastly concoction called idli manchurian. It was my first time on the airline. I was happy. The distinct airline smell was absent. You know the one I mean? The explosive combination of closed lavatories, chemical air freshener, deodorant, all overlaid by the scent of hot food stuffed into trolleys and crammed into a small space—like a gassy burp waiting to happen. Then the food came. I should [...]

310, 2015

How to give (or how to clear out your closet)

October 3rd, 2015|Comment Essays|

This then is the long view of life. I view interactions as transactions. My parents view interactions as relationships. Post office personnel get invited home for festivals; and the man at the transport office gets new nightwear because he complained that his joints were aching in Bengaluru’s cold weather. As for me, I have a lot of spare room in my storage closet these days.

1709, 2015

Can you smell and taste through cyberspace?

September 17th, 2015|Comment Essays, Food | Drink|

The killer app, at least in the fields of wine, perfume, cheese, or anything that relies on olfactory and gustatory sensations, will have nothing to do with curing male baldness. The killer app for wine and perfume will be the ability to transport scent and taste through cyberspace. If you could click on a wine bottle that is displayed on your computer and smell the aroma of the wine it contains, all the wine descriptions that we struggle to come up with will be rendered useless in an instant.

509, 2015

Can wine be described well? for Mint Lounge

September 5th, 2015|Food | Drink|

KRSMA Estates has invited me to a tasting of their wines next week, and frankly, I am a little nonplussed. Robert M. Parker, the influential American wine critic, once described a Haut-Brion as having “a sweet nose of creosote, asphalt…” and an array of berries. Having never tasted asphalt, and having no idea what a creosote is, this description is absolutely useless to me.

109, 2015

My book talk at the Indian Institute of Science

September 1st, 2015|Books|

This Friday, September 4th at 4 PM.  Copies of my book will be available for sale. Please come if you can.  Click below for the formal invite. CCS-20150904-Narayan The lecture will be held at the Centre for Contemporary Studies (CCS), IISc. It is located just next to the Health Centre of the institute. The "main gate" (opposite to BHEL office) near Prof. CNR Rao circle, on the CV Raman Road is the nearest entrance to CCS.  Please call the office (080-22932486/ 080-23606559) in case of difficulty in finding the venue. Begin forwarded message: From: Contemporary Studies IISc <[email protected]> Subject: Invites you to [...]

2208, 2015

Are you listening to the Kodaikanal rap?

August 22nd, 2015|Arts | Culture, Comment Essays|

The old woman in Palani—down the hill from Kodaikanal-- was trying to recruit me to be a movie extra.  Muniamma looked like a rock star.  She was about 80, with weathered skin about the colour of a coffee bean.  She was clad in a soft white cotton sari sans blouse in the fashion of village women in Tamilnadu. Muniamma’s recruitment strategy was fool proof.

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