When you’re looking to dine out at a North Indian restaurant, one name that’s surely going to pop up in your list is Pind Balluchi. Well known all over the country for its ‘Punjabi’ food and ambiance, it has outlets in cities including Delhi, Agra, Jaipur, Patna, and Bhopal. Pind Balluchi, as the name suggests, is designed with a touch of pind (village), and accompanied with a folklore-oriented theme. It has a staid door and the doorman is dressed in a traditional outlook which gives the visitors, complete cultural vibes. Even the waiters are dressed in kurta pyjama; the ambience is amazing, with the food being served in bronze crockery.…

Review by Nikita Chawla Everyone loves desserts. Especially those who resides in Chennai, a city that’s sultry most of the year. Whilst several options of summer coolers such as colas, ice-creams and mocktails are mostly sought after, the traditional Indian desserts of Mumbai, the rich and creamy kulfis have made their way into Chennai’s platter. Adding to the list of dessert spaces in Chennai is Kulfiwala which recently opened its doors at its store at Moores Road, Chennai. The Décor: Located on the first floor, Kulfiwala shares space with KC Das. The little space is done in bright white and amber lighting that sets a peaceful ambience. The white earthen pots…

There was a time when sector 18 market in Noida was a “happening” hangout place for us. There were latest coffee shops, the best of restaurants, a very happening Centre Stage Mall and of course, Elevate – the famous night club. But at the heart of the market was a hidden gem; subtle yet luxurious, at the same time possessing a strong character. That gem is Radisson Blu MBD Hotel. While the market seems to have lost lustre, this hotel hasn’t. Perhaps it is befitting that at its heart, Radisson Blu MBD Noida hides a gem of a restaurant named S18 — an homage to the glorious market where the hotel…

Her ingenuous laughter urged me to keep aside the book I was reading and step outside our gorgeous canopy. I stood there in silence as I saw the reason for all her euphoria. My mother and sister were engrossed in conversation and hence there was no one stopping her from getting her hands dirty with sand. “Come see my little castle,” my two-year-old niece called me, still jumping with joy. Of course, the castle was only in her imagination yet it left me marveling at her. Leaving inside all her expensive toys, little Samaira was filled with happiness with something as basic as sand! I have always believed in the power…