What is indeed in a name, for that we call a rose, by any other name would still get a sexual harassment case slapped on us. In short, it’s a dog lick dog world out there and… wait, sorry, wrong testimony. So, back to wines and labels…
Douro Boys, Douro, & the Wines, Portugal Jan 2012
Portugal is a country that, to us has connections with Goa. They made some beautiful churches, and supposedly left behind certain traditions, including one around the Port wine. For a history of Port refer to another blog, or just view it somewhere online, but suffice to say that while Port was a wine destined for… Continue reading Douro Boys, Douro, & the Wines, Portugal Jan 2012
Up Jacob’s Creek with a Paddle
I love Australia. I love their accent, their sense of humour, their beautiful country, the lovely wines…in fact, the only thing I feel I am not too particularly fond of is that it is worlds away from where I stay. But, that apart, they are one of the most affable lot around. Sure they can… Continue reading Up Jacob’s Creek with a Paddle
Jacob’s Creek St Hugo Vertical Tasting
Coonawarra is a town with a population of 30 people, give or take a few. When we landed there on this remote air strip, we immediately swelled the population by a factor of three! Even with the neighbouring towns, the number of people can’t exceed 5000, (and yet, they had this superb restaurant, Fodder, which… Continue reading Jacob’s Creek St Hugo Vertical Tasting
Koh Samui – On the Go
Writing about a resort while you are there is a bit rigged: it is bound to be good, even if they spill a whole tray of assorted coloured tidbits on you. Not that this happened; just merely citing for sake of an exaggerated example. This “rigging” starts at the airport itself which is itself more… Continue reading Koh Samui – On the Go
Bangkok Quicktime
Here is an on-the-go scribble on Bangkok. I have to admit that the city has a way of growing on you. i enjoy it a lot more with each visit. Singapore, one of my favourite haunts, serves up everything exact and precise. You feel safe, almost inoculated. Bangkok, like a well-fed Sardarji,loves to flaunt its… Continue reading Bangkok Quicktime
Khao Gaggan
With a name like Magan, my parents had set me up to be the punchline of the most ridiculous joke ever to happen to anyone living or braindead: that lame advert about some vegetable oil (this was before the era of Omega-3s et al) where the tagline went… waitaminute! Why am I even bothering. Suffice… Continue reading Khao Gaggan
Triviality of Detail
If you can tell, I am feeling a bit Bond, James Bond. If he can have a movie called the Quantum of Solace then I jolly well am justified writing a blog entry titled such. But it is true folks, life is about the bigger picture, not the 300mm zoom version shot from a voyeuristic… Continue reading Triviality of Detail
Getting the Green
No, this isn’t about my pay-packet, or my earnings from other sources (let’s just call it dealing, I mean trading); both are currently suffering like just about every species of flora planted along a busy inter-state. In fact, if I were to ever write about making money, it wouldn’t be a blog, I think the… Continue reading Getting the Green