Happy Birthday Sean

Happy Birthday Sean

Today is Sean’s 34th birthday. I was lucky to be at home in Bombay last year to celebrate with his friends and family. After mass, we did  a Sean tribute evening eating his favourite foods and swigging back way too many Old Monk (dark local rum that was his drink of choice) and Cokes, which … Continue reading

Meatball madness

Meatball madness

I’ve made no secret of my love for Yotam Ottolenghi’s cookbooks. You’ve probably already read about the sweet potato galettes, surprise tatin and watermelon and feta salad. There hasn’t been a recipe that I’ve tried and not loved. This recipe for turkey-zucchini meatballs (actually burgers in the Jerusalem cookbook) was introduced to me by a … Continue reading

Bandra lovin’

Bandra lovin’

So it’s been more than three weeks since I’ve returned from my trip home to Bombay. It had been just over a year since I last visited for Sean’s first anniversary and had a very difficult time dealing with the whole situation. So let’s just say “excited” was a gross understatement for what I was … Continue reading

Second anniversary: 24 long months

Second anniversary: 24 long months

The big question I was asked today by several friends and family members is what I was going to do to commemorate Sean’s second anniversary. The truth is, I didn’t know what to do. I toyed with the idea of going to one of his favourite restaurants.  Maybe a visit to our church. Then thought I … Continue reading

Wedded bliss

Wedded bliss

Today would have been Sean and my fourth wedding anniversary. It’s funny to think that I might have never typed that sentence. Sean and I always knew we were going to get married once our careers were settled. We wanted the two kids, the house — you know the whole package. We were looking forward to it. … Continue reading

Month 23

Month 23

Hey Love, Just one more month to make a whole two years since we’ve been apart from each other. The mere thought of it still seems unbelievable to me. It goes without saying that the holiday season is difficult flying solo. I obviously missed you the hardest on Christmas Day. What I didn’t expect was … Continue reading