01/02/2026
Last February in Mumbai, I turned another year older surrounded by the people who’ve known me longest and the flavors that shaped me.
🛥️ Royal Bombay Yacht Club
Colonial elegance frozen in time since the British Raj, where memberships pass through generations and traditions hold steady like the Arabian Sea breeze outside.
🍸 Wet Wicket at CCI Club
The Cricket Club of India’s bar is sleek, buzzing, unapologetically modern—cocktails and small plates in a space that proves Mumbai’s old institutions know how to evolve without losing themselves.
🏠 A Friend’s Home in Bandra
Platters of pani puri, pav bhaji, and vada pav appearing endlessly from the kitchen, the kind of vegetarian street food spread that tastes like every childhood celebration I remember.
🌶️ Sassy Spoon, Express Towers
Hidden inside a Nariman Point office building—tequila-coriander Istanbul cocktails, grilled prawns drowning in chili garlic butter, lamb rogan josh skewers, and a bookshelf wall concealing the bathroom door like you’re in a spy film.
🌮 Mezcalita
Lamb birria tacos in a city where beef doesn’t make the menu—trendy, packed, proof that Mumbai’s food scene keeps finding new ways to surprise you.
🥟 Foo (Where Kamling Once Stood)
The Chinese restaurant that catered every milestone of my youth doesn’t exist anymore, but Foo honors its memory—I ordered dumplings and sushi like I always did, tasting nostalgia with every bite.
🎂 Five Venues, One Thread
This birthday wasn’t about a single celebration—it was about weaving together food, friends, and 21 years of Mumbai memories across a city that’s held me since I was born.
Another year of galavanting begins—rooted in the places that made me, chasing the ones I haven’t found yet.
Follow along
