The tale of the Norwegian Smoked Salmon @bigsamsseafood

Being a lawyer was no joke. He spent hours trudging over small matters, making them big. He spent nights burning the midnight oil, one that burned well into the afternoons as well. And as he toiled through the fields of ambition, a little seed of doubt was planted in his wife’s mind. She raised an…

The tale of the banana loaf cake @ohdoughmumbai

The cool breeze ruffled his hair as he sat by the seaside. He looked at her picture staring back at him on his phone. Her golden hair. The sparkle in her eyes. The way she ran alongside him every morning… She was his one true love, always there when he needed her. Her warm cuddles…

The tale of the @godiva chocolate bars

Tale teller: @the_ink_decoction Things had gone wrong. Not just wrong, horribly wrong. She found work lying on the table that had to be done. Yes, the one that was supposed to be submitted today. Yes, the one she had forgotten about. No, not the simple one, the tough one. No, not the one you usually…

The tale of the Norwegian Salmon Fillet by @bigsamsseafood

It was 7:30pm. She scrambled to lay down the dinner on the dining table: A beauteous pan seared Norwegian Salmon fillet topped with spices on a bed of greens and a rainbow of salad together with some thick mayonnaise. Just how he liked it. Once this was done, she breathed a sigh of relief and…

The tale of @brotossf sprouts

The page was as blank as her expression. She looked at it with concentration, trying to force a clever thought to reflect in her words. With no luck. But then, she decided to be herself. And she wrote, “I’ve loved you since we shared that plate of sprouts in school. I would look forward to…

The tale of the elephant falls

If there was something she believed in, it was magic. The world laughed as she glided on imaginary rainbows, picked a fight with the peevish fireflies and befriended mystical, dreamy unicorns to get through this routine called life. Hogwarts still felt like home, even though her letter was late by 20 years. But it was…

The tale of the 3 peppercorn chicken @sucasamumbai

She looked at her partner’s tiffin box. There was a piece of juicy chicken swimming in a thick sauce. He saw her stare at his lunch box and as a reflex action, she looked away, embarrassed for staring at his food. “Is this your first day?” He asked. Shyly, she looked at him for the…

The tale of the Kashmiri Saffron Tea @tajmahalteahousemumbai

The day had come. He looked into the mirror, and rehearsed his line. At first he smiled wide. Inched closer towards the mirror. Checked-out his teeth. Smirked at how good he looked. And then, suddenly a sombre expression took over as he said, “Will you marry me?” In an attempt to pre-empt the reaction, he…

The tale of the blueberry cheesecake @indigodelicatessen

Her eyes were jammed on the clock. They followed the second hand as it tick-tocked its way to another hour, unaware of her gaze. She blinked lesser every minute: major credit for which went to her phone—because it didn’t blink at all. And that was the problem. In between longing for messages and hurting to…

The tale of the Mezze Platter @mockingbird_cafe_bar

Written by @the_ink_decoction Relationships always went a full circle. They began with an emotional wave which drenched you with what one could call madness. Then a realisation that you should get a grip, and love isn’t as mad. Then a little distance that brought about insecurities, then a few fights and finally a bitter or sweet…