Deeply interested in things that don't matter. Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so the other half may reach you. Travel. Writer. Also @_Kavi
Avvaiyar said it centuries ago: what you have learned is a handful of sand. What you have not yet learned is the size of the world.
I had known this line for years. The full short education in coffee: https://t.co/sO0PJZoMcm
I grew up believing coffee came in precisely one legitimate form.
Steel tumbler. Poured from height with mild theatrical flourish. The fragrance of morning and the authority of habit.
My mother makes it. There is, and remains, no higher benchmark.
Then I discovered Arabica versus Robusta (spoken of as rival football teams), tasting notes with hints of regret, and beans that have passed through a cat.
I had them in Bali. They were extraordinary. I have sourced them wherever possible since.
Make of that what you will.
“Beware the Ides of March.”
Caesar heard it. Ignored it.
53 years ago today, The Godfather opened in New York. A film entirely about what happens when you don’t see it coming.
Some days just have a theme. 🧵
A Reader sent this after reading my blogpost. A coffee shop in Kyoto.
Cash only. No smoking. Beans for sale.
And then, when the subtlety wasn’t landing: “Get me straight. Leave me alone. We don’t need you.”
Someone cancelled a festival to say this. Kyoto has better handwriting
I wrote "I sat on that beach with a phone full of unread messages, a conversation I had handled badly three weeks earlier,and a meeting I was already dreading on Tuesday. I had carried all of it from Mumbai, through Madurai, down to the edge of the land. Good luggage management"