Memoirs of a couch cucumber...

‘Meena, don’t do anything rash today. I hope you remember that it is January now.’ That was my husband on his way out to work a couple of ...

Tut tut, click click, tut tut tut, click, click, click... That was me typing furiously all this week looking up recipes involving appl...

It was a festive evening.  About 20 of us were gathered in a friend’s place to welcome the New Year together.  As is the norm, we surround...