March madness in Milan, Italy, Easter, travel
March Madness in Milan March 27, 2015 In an effort to prevent millions of photos from disappearing into a black hole forever, I have decided to start a #lastyearthisday series (Today is Easter, so it’s very symbolic 🙂 ) First up, Milan. Sukanya and I flew into Malpensa airport last year around 10 in the am. Our ultimate destination was Croatia but tickets to Milan were cheaper, so we decided to fly into Milan, explore the city for two days and then hop onto an overnight bus to Zagreb. Quick tip: If you are looking for cheap tickets from North America to Europe, I suggest looking for tickets to Milan and then taking a low-cost airline/train to your intended destination… and thank me later of course. Anyway, Sukanya flew in directly from India and landed at the international terminal and I got into the domestic terminal. When she asked an…Continue Reading
The sleepy and adorable village of Atrani is a hop, skip and a handful of medieval watchtowers away from Amalfi. Whether you are there for a couple of days or just an evening (like me), this button-sized village will charm your pantalonis (Italian for pants dum-dum ;)) off. I like to believe I saw a shooting start. 🙂 Don’t miss Atrani for the world and don’t tell me I didn’t warn ya 🙂 Ciao!
Amalfi beach
December 2014 Sigh! Yes, that’s more than a year ago, clearly Pomodoro is not working out for me. My friends joke that all the photos in my camera get sucked into a black hole. Not too far from the truth, I guess 😛 Winter sunsets in Italy are awfully early. (Boo!) It was 4:30 pm and we drove to Amalfi, (the entire coast is named after this town) from Minori just when the sun was setting the sky ablaze. The sight of the coast at dusk, with the twinkling lights shining from the colorful houses stacked so neatly on top of the other, the Christmas trees, the rocky landscape and the glistening water was simply.. magical. As luck would have it, our hotel was in the heart of the town. NOT. We drove into the city, through the city and kept driving past it. After about ten minutes, we discovered…Continue Reading
January 2016 After surviving a night at the “3-star” Ramada hotel in downtown Denver (where we found a note with “Help me” and stripper magnets on the lamps), we hit the road early morning on Sunday, towards Moab, Utah. We drove alongside a nearly frozen Colorado river; past many precariously-perched ski resorts and herds of healthy fat black cows grazing in the wild. (Which I could not get enough of, my friends will testify haha) The wide roads were flanked by massive mountains on either side and dusted with a perfect blanket of white snow. Words/photos cannot describe how beautiful the landscape is but I’ll attempt to show you nonetheless. I hope that these postcards will motivate you to plan a/another trip to Colorado in winter. When you do, just make sure to: Avoid Hotel Ramada downtown at all costs. Have breakfast at the cutest breakfast place, Olive and Finch. I…Continue Reading
I have always dreamt of being a pastry chef, being lauded for baking exquisite pastries at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris, working in a Parisian kitchen dishing out éclairs, macarons, croissants, salted butter cookies, méringues, etc. Basically being surrounded by copious amounts of luscious chocolate, bread, cookie dough, and butter 24*7. Of late, I have realized I’m more into the quality testing side of things 😛 Baking is more of a fantasy and I enjoy eating pastries more than making them. Nonetheless with Christmas around the corner, I thought I’d take another stab at baking. Against all odds (choosing a recipe and buying groceries from TWO different shops) I baked my very first successful cookie -> *drumroll* the world’s best butter cookies. Truth be told, that was the title of the recipe we followed 😀 By we, I mean me and my partner-in-baking Smruthi and sous-cookie-cutters Deep and Shri. When we finished, the…Continue Reading
The big fat Dum Dum wedding Day 0 Touchdown Kolkata, India As soon I landed in a fog-enveloped Kolkata for the first time ever, Sukanya’s (bride and best friend) brother Jit whisked me away to their apartment in the heart of Dum Dum. A neighborhood in North Kolkata, Dum Dum was home to the British Royal artillery in the 19th century. One of the resident captains invented a new type of bullet that expanded on impact and called it Dum Dum. That’s how the area got its name and it is called so to this date. Fancy your neighborhood being named after a bullet. Pretty badass, huh? Sukanya is boisterous and animated and we often joke that she is so loud that one can hear her from the moon. She argues the same about me but really I’m no match. Needless to say, I stepped out of the elevator on the…Continue Reading
The Amalfi Coast is a beguiling stretch of coastline, stretching for 40 knows from Salerno in the west to Sorrento in the east. It is home to a smattering of beautiful little hamlets and a tangle of sun-splashed vertical towns that are peppered around its lovely pebbly coves. I spent ten blissful days last Christmas hopping from one quaint town to the other, falling hopelessly in love with this amazing country, its cappuccinos and cornettos, fresh pasta, limoncellos and its jolly lively people, their culture and traditions. Even though it’s popular mostly as a summer destination, this coastline enjoys moderate weather even in the winter. I delighted in exploring the quaint towns decked up in their festive Christmas lights and w/o the crazy crowds. Never have I eaten as well as I ate or slept as soundly as I slept, and never found myself as happy as I was. “It…Continue Reading
Touchdown Napoli (Dec 2014) After a 48-hour journey (Jaipur > Taj Mahal > Delhi > Paris > Naples), my friend and I, hungry, disheveled and excited, finally landed in Naples, Italy. I have always had a penchant for Vespas and vintage Fiats and dreamt of road tripping across Italy in one of them. (Me and half the people in the planet haha) So we picked up our bags, made a beeline to the rental car center and rented a funny little Fiat. This car (luckily or unluckily not that vintage) would be our loyal companion during our escapade to the Amalfi Coast. Having watched Roman Holiday a million times growing up and being an ardent pizza lover (and pizza-snob), this trip was more than a dream come true. Our first meal was going to be authentic Neapolitan pizza, at the birthplace of pizza. HELLS YEAH! Since this was going to…Continue Reading
Paris is always a good idea, even in winter when the days grow shorter & the temperatures dip even lower. You’ll have the bon chance of having much of Paris & its treasures to yourself. Less crowded museums, shorter lines & gone are the days where you had to fight tooth & nail to get the last fresh baguette at the best boulangerie in your neighborhood. You can stroll around at your snail pace, taking in the breathtaking sights of a slightly sleepy Paris, read a book or two while ensconced in a cosy corner at the Shakespeare company, pausing every now & then to take a bite of your buttery flaky croissant & catching a glimpse of outside world through frosty windows. That is jus the icing on the cake, beautiful Christmas markets & Christmas trees mushroom everywhere around mid-Nov. Not to be missed are the department stores of…Continue Reading
In a NY state of mind, en route to world’s happiest city. Ever since I landed in New York City for the first time in 2011, 22 and starry-eyed, playing Alicia keys’ “concrete jungles where dreams are made of ” on a loop (corny much?), I have been re-visiting at least twice a year and falling a little more in love with each adventure in this chaotic bustling city with its dizzying skyscrapers, sprawling parks, and delicious bagels and pizzas. The first time I got here, I was here for an interview for an internship with Morgan Stanley. The interview went incredibly well; I kicked ass (Not bragging; this was my first great interview after a series of hysterically-awful ones) and, needless to say, I snagged the internship for 3 months in NYC. But along came another company with a better offer shattering my dreams and robbing me of my stay…Continue Reading