I needed a break from Fat.Free.Brainwaves.
I needed to start afresh. And I have.
I’m blogging over at The Subjectivist since August 2011.
Its time to say goodbye.
P.S.: – I will be updating the archives of the new blog to include old posts from this one so you can always visit the old recipes and stories. Make sure to update your subscription/feed to the new site.
Posted by Amrita on December 23, 2011
I’m reporting dank, drizzly and cold from London. It is hard to believe that its still August.
The last two weeks has been interesting. Following the meltdown of my darling laptop which automatically led to heartbreak, I hauled my backside again, to one of my grandmother’s house in Merthyr Tydfill, Wales (insert mocking snort here).
This time the trip was peppered with a visit to Swansea, a refreshing mint and watermelon juice, the drool-worthy chocolate brownie from the Welsh Christ Cathedral’s cafeteria (they are the stuff legends are made of). It was also a fortnight of mutton curries, bacon and eggs for breakfast, strawberry granitas with cola, ice-cream cones along the sea side in Swansea and driving along the meandering roads through Brecon Beacons. The trees aligned on the mountain reminded me of illustrations in old Dutch children’s books.
Posted by Amrita on August 20, 2011
You know how I’ve been waiting for a dear friend’s wedding? Well, it happened!!
An Indian wedding, most of you will know, lasts for at least three days and is stuffed to the bursting point with colour, food and traditions. Arundhati’s wedding was a pure to the core Bengali wedding, complete with a traditional Benarasi bridal trousseau, Bengali traditions and of course…food!
But hold your thought right there. I’m not going to rave about the tenderest and smokiest grilled tiger prawns we had as appetizers, or the buttery-lemony fish entree, and I’m not even going to mention the ingenious dessert of frozen whole mangoes stuffed with kulfi. Because this about the wedding, the gorgeous bride and her happy-go-lucky groom. A whirlwind of a wedding that left a dreamy haze behind.
The last weekend was spent running and fussing around the bride, packing her belongings in suitcases, making sure she’s eating well, smiling at the guests, sorting out the gifts – the keepers and give-aways, keeping the groom entertained and well-fed. And its cumbersome to do it with a camera hanging round your neck. I was actually quite happy to give up the camera for a change and dive into all the daily rituals of a wedding. So I leave you with a shot of all the magnificence that surrounds a Bengali bride on her wedding day.
To Arundhati and her Anando, I wish you a lifetime of wedded bliss!
Posted by Amrita on July 31, 2011
I had a sleepy-roll-around-on-the-bed evening yesterday. Read Mark Kurlansky’s Choice Cuts and went shopping for a pair of stone-studded ear-rings. And watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II. Somehow, felt happy and depressed at the same time in the end, while coming out of the theater. That was it. The end of a whole era of patronuses, parseltongue, polyjuice potions and expelliarmuses.
Posted by Amrita on July 16, 2011
Its all silent in here. I just recently got all my Holga rolls developed and I must admit I was overcome with excitement when the shopkeeper handed the developed prints to me in an envelope. Excitement was very quickly replaced with a twang of disappointment when i realized most of the shots were blurry or grossly under-exposed.
But, I haven’t come empty-handed. The shots above were the best ones taken in and around London. Enjoy!
Posted by Amrita on July 12, 2011