Korlai Fort. A taste of Portugal in the Konkan.

The fish are everywhere. Heaped high on tables. Drying in copious quantities on front porches. Flaying in ingenious, net back-pockets of weathered fishermen. Swimming in fiery red curries. And being licked lazily by… Continue reading

Where drinks are topped with butter

I wouldn’t be surprised if my tea came with a melting square raft of butter in Amritsar. This sinful fat stares at you on everything you eat and the Amritsaris make no attempt to hide it