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On South Indian home cooking, spice laddus, and what food means when the person who made it is no longer around.
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The New Abnormal by The Strokes is one of those albums that gets better every year — why Ode to the Mets is one of the greatest songs of the last decade.
Five years with the Royal Enfield Interceptor 650 — why I still own a motorcycle I have every reason to sell.
A solo trip to the Great Wall on the North Korea border, six strangers hunting for a disco called True Love, and the impulsive travel I should do more of.
A broken carafe, a French press, and five years of black coffee. Also, I'm a Terrible Barista.
Gattaca predicted the world we're walking into — and why it still lands nearly thirty years on.
The book that made me feel a character's decline before I even understood what was happening.