Ice Cream After a Breakup (and Why It Worked)
It was 10:45 PM on a Tuesday when I found myself standing in front of the freezer at a 24-hour…
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Taste That Hit Before the Grief Did
Grief doesn’t always knock. Sometimes it sneaks in through the kitchen door, trailing behind the scent of ghee and cardamom.…
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The First Time I Cooked for Someone I Loved
It wasn’t a grand gesture. There were no candles, no fancy table settings, no Spotify playlist in the background. Just…
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Chai That Saved a Terrible Morning
It was one of those mornings where everything felt off. I’d woken up late, my phone was already buzzing with…
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I Remember Her by the Way She Stirred Dal
Grief is a strange creature. It doesn’t always show up at funerals or during solemn silences. Sometimes, it arrives in…
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Food That Tasted Better During Exams
There’s a strange phenomenon that no one warns you about: during exams, everything tastes better. Maggi becomes gourmet. Hide &…
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That One Time I Overate on Purpose
It happened during one of those sticky Mumbai summers, the kind that turns your T-shirt into a second skin and…
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The Smell That Made Me Cry in H-E-B
I wasn’t looking for anything special that day. Just a routine grocery run at the local H-E-B in South Austin…
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When My Dad Cooked and Nothing Was the Same
My dad didn’t cook often. But when he did, the kitchen transformed. Not in the clatter-and-chaos way that marked my…
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The Day I Ate Mangoes for Dinner
It was June in Austin, the kind of hot that makes you question your life choices and start Googling “cheap…