Twenty- five Seven

Kimchi & Udupi? #FlavoursomeTuesday

August 7, 2018

Well, it’s that time of the month ( the first Tuesday) when Shilpa of Metanoia and I host a linky party.

Ever since I shifted my blog host to SiteGround, I have been having serious problems with my blog. Some posts don’t show, some posts are lost and some comments don’t show either. But I’m still hoping that this post somehow shows up and the Linky Party is a success.

Most people think Korean food is Kimchi – that sweet and sour appetiser served in Chinese restaurants these days. But like all cuisines, there’s more to Korean food than just Kimchi.

Driving through the erstwhile mill district of Mumbai las month, I was suprised to pass a SUNMOON restaurant at Dainik Shivner Road, just off Dr. E Moses Road. On top of it was a sign that said Shree Krishna Hotel.

I did a double take. Was I seeing right?

What was Kimchi doing with Udupi?

Well, I soon found out last week, when five of us school friends gathered at D’s house for lunch

When I posted the picture of the restaurant on my Instagram account, D responded very promptly that it was right outside her house. And since her Korean daughter-in-law had vetted it, I was quite tempted to try it out.

Unfortunately this eatery is a real hole-in-the-wall and prefers you do a takeaway through Zomato. In fact this option is very popular with its patrons, several of whom are the Korean ex-pats living or working in this area.

The brainchild of a Korean lady, the restaurant is managed by a trained Indian chef.

So it was one not so wet August afternoon that we got together at D’s house and settled down to a leisurely afternoon of lunch and gossip.

Since none of us were driving, we downed a bottle of Hardy’s demi-sec with lavash and a yummy Wingreen’s dip. Since Zomato wasn’t doing the deliveries that day and the restaurant was short staffed, we had quite a long wait. But it didn’t matter as we had plenty to talk about. We also kept the tummy monsters at bay with some delectable home made patrel.

And when the lunch came, we pounced on it like greedy women.

Our Korean meal of pancakes, chicken and bulgogi

Since the restaurant was shortstaffed, the cook cum delivery boy made a mistake and it was a while before he got the rest of the order which was bibimbap. The chicken option was better than the vegetarian one, but by far the best was the chicken bulgogi.

We were meeting after months and the conversation flowed as smoothly as the wine. Before we knew it, we all had to go for our various meetings but we were happy that we had met over Korean especially since we discovered that D’s Korean daughter-in-law had delivered a baby girl, just as our meal came to an end.

Wasn’t that a happy coincidence?

What is #FlavoursomeTuesdays?

Well, #FlavoursomeTuesdays is a Linky party hosted by Shilpa of Metanoia and myself.

What you have to do is post a picture, share a recipe or talk about some happy times over food.

Leave your links in the comments below.

Cheers and Happy eating.
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A blogging anniversary

August 5, 2018

Just now I got the following notification from WordPress .

So Happy Birthday dear Blog . You haven’t done too badly.

I now have 811 followers

I have just about 800 visitors a month

And I have around 1400 views

I know this is piddly compared to all the blogging stalwarts but for me this is an achievement of sorts .

Thanks to all my blogger friends and readers who have made this possible.

Cheers ?
It’s all about the morning #WriteOvertheWeekend

August 4, 2018

What is it about the morning that makes it so special?

A time of day when all is still. A quiet peace that envelops the city. A calm before the storm.

I wake up to the screeching of the kite outside my window, the chirping of birds on trees below and the squawking of parrots that fly past my balcony.

Isn’t that a lovely way to welcome the world , sipping a cup of tea , dunking some buttered toast in it and watching the occasional car whiz past? Occasionally, I see an ancient school bus go rumbling up the hill?

A solitary bread and andawallah zooms past on his cycle, deftly avoiding the newspaper boys and milkmen making late deliveries.

Downstairs in my compound car cleaners wash the dust off fancy cars and make small talk with the watchmen who were up all night .

The early morning crispness with slow sun rising, parts the darkness like the curtains in my room.

Soon the street will be dotted with early morning walkers, overfed pampered dogs and fitness buffs in shorts . As daylight breaks, they will be joined by groups of children waiting for the bus.

In the meanwhile I savour the silence of the Universe . That special time when I reach within myself to find a calm to help me steer the noisy tumultuous day that stretches ahead.

Today I sit in silence catching up with reading blogs . The bell peels in the convent across the road and a I hear the drip and drizzle of the kitchen tap while someone makes a cup of tea.

And then my household will awaken, slowly to the morning’s tasks. With blankets thrown and pillows plumped they will wipe the sleep from their eyes while beds are made. Then finally, everyone will be wide awake and seize yet another day.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda