The Antibland Chronicles

  • Book Signing – David Lebovitz

      View when I first walked in. I went to a book-signing event last night. My very first. David Lebovitz, whose blog I read every day (sometimes twice a day) was(is) in Chicago at Hotel Allegro which is literally just three blocks up the road from my office. I love David. I sometimes secretly pretend…

    Chika Gujarathi

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  • Mangoes

    During the summer months of my formative years, my mom used to buy copious amounts of mangoes varied in type and ripeness. There were juicing mangoes, pickling mangoes, cooking mangoes, and of course the meant-to-be-eaten-raw mangoes.  Of this last category, the ones that were still green were carefully wrapped in newspaper and put aside in a dark…

    Chika Gujarathi

  • Dessert-on-Demand

    What’s more fun than using your unsuspecting friends to test out a new and unusual recipe? (This is a rhetorical question; please do not answer because I suppose getting a massage, winning a lottery, going on vacation are all valid answers). Last night I rushed home from work and had exactly 20 minutes before leaving…

    Chika Gujarathi

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  • Egg Curry.

    I decided to cook Indian food last night. Such decisions are not made often enough in the Gujarathi household. Call me a stickler, but I don’t like cooking Indian food in my small apartment. The strong spices make everything smell like curry for days. The smell sticks to my bath towels in the bathroom, to…

    Chika Gujarathi

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  • Themed Dinner Night – French.

    When Devang is on-call at the hospital, I take the opportunity to watch Real Housewives of…and eat ice cream for dinner. It’s true. Sometimes I do laundry, but on most nights I just lazy around watching TV and eating whatever I feel like. For a change, I decided to be a little more productive last…

    Chika Gujarathi

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  • Paris. Day Three.

      And so it ends. My sister and I are headed back to our respective homes tomorrow morning. All day neither of us wanted to admit that it would be our last espresso, last crepe, last tart, last sandwich. We are leaving with our stomachs full and our glasses empty. It was a wonderful time…

    Chika Gujarathi