Jhol mo:mo (chicken) at GG Machaan’s, Jhamsikhel, Lalitpur. These were a 7/10. I love jhol mo:mo and next time I want to try their buff ones.
On Wednesday I had the opportunity to interview Facundo Arana, an Argentinian singer and actor who summitted Everest this climbing season. It was a fascinating experience and he was a lovely person; if you’re interested you can read the interview here.
Check out this article with amazing photographs of a leopard that wandered into a residential area in Kathmandu this morning.
Thankfully no one was hurt and the leopard was also safely tranquilized by personnel from the city zoo. It’s pretty amazing, though!
Last month I became a regular contributor to the english edition of a new Nepali news portal, OnlineKhabar.
It’s a really great site that features a lot of interesting articles from a local perspective, and they contacted me after seeing my work with ECS and Friday.
I’m really thrilled to be working with them — two of my pieces have already gone up – links are below – do let me know what you think!
After quite a few Friday!-less months due to the fuel shortage and all the domino effects that it caused, Friday! has resumed publication, though at the moment it’s monthly, not weekly as it used to be. It’s still happy news, though; another small sign that life here in Kathmandu is getting back to normal.
If you live in Kathmandu, you can pick up a copy, or read my review of Bú Kebá Organic cafe here. I’m writing an article for May’s issue as we speak — at least I’m supposed to be – obviously I’m writing this instead — and I can’t wait for it to come out. The restaurant featured in May is a new one that I already love!
Hard to believe, sometimes – but true. I first landed in Nepal on the 9th of March, 1996!
You might recognize these flowers from last year…
Sometimes truth comes via the most unlikely avenues – case in point, the above, seen outside the Kathmandu Guest House, which has recently undergone some post-earthquake renovations. I admit I’m not big on change, being more inclined to love the old, ramshackle things and mourn for what is gone. But it’s true – change is the only constant. I only hope it’s all for the better, as this seems to be.
My mother, if she were alive, would be sixty-five today. While I wish she had lived to see this age, I admit I cannot honestly imagine her in it. In my mind, she is ageless.
The day before yesterday, I bought this teapot as part of a attempt to complete some of my non-earthshattering new year’s resolutions, one of which is to drink more of the beautiful varieties of Nepali loose-leaf tea that I keep buying. Washing it out for the first time, I remembered a nickname of mom’s was Sunshine.
So here I go, raising a cup to her, poured from this sunshine-y teapot.