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There’s only so much sunbeam the body can soak in before it requires timely nourishing. Writhing on the beach thus—ably demonstrated by Kingfisher calendar gal, Tena Desae—is a guarantee that replenishment will be speedy.
Not that it requires any great skill to catch crabs in Manhattan, but curing the meat is a lesson best learned from experience. Masters in the art descended on NYC from the US northeastern seaboard to showcase their skills at the Varli Food festival. Of those partaking, Padma Lakshmi played the bait.
The rising din of restive visitors—none perhaps more forceful than Anil Ambani’s brood—prised open Srinagar’s Mughal Gardens a month early. The finery of the Zabarvans was already lain. The many hued tulips of Chhota Holland, the flower
of the flock, are abloom.
Memo to Prateik: heed well the lesson of Icarus. Beneath Amy Jackson’s Barbie doll facade blazes a withering flame. Courting Apollonia is a right searing business. Acid trippin’ to Sunburn Mumbai was ill-advised.