In less than a week, my best friend Casey is getting married. Her husband-to-be is a real-life Scotsman- though he spends a disappointing amount of time not wearing a kilt. What he lacks in stereotypical Scottish-ness, he makes up in being a good human being. Right from the beginning, I knew he was a good…
Greetings back in rainy, old New York. It’s hard to believe that only a couple of days ago I was sitting at a kitchen table enjoying fresh chaa [Bengali Tea], market-picked pomegranates and some fresh out of the oven, piping-hot singaras [Bengali Samosas, but better). While I wallow with home-sickness, I thought I would share some of my favorite…
Tomorrow I’m heading to India for some much needed R&R and some even more necessary Bengali food.* India, especially to Kolkata, is one of my favorite destinations. Now to be clear, I don’t love traveling to India for some misguided “eat.pray.love” type situation— aside from the fact that I “love” to “eat” and always “pray”…
It’s Oscar night in New York City. For the past couple of weeks, the storefronts of all Fifth Avenue stores have been adorned with the shiniest, sleekest, most “spark-tastic” dresses. Champagne Reserves, I’m told, are running dangerously low in the wake of Fashion Week, Valentine’s Day and this perpetually bleak and cold weather. I rarely…