Just wanted to raise a virtual toast and wish you all a very Happy New Years!!
As I was away in Indonesia for most of December, my Whisky Lady posts were mostly catch-up on earlier tasting experiences…
Once again the Bombay & Malt and Cigar gentlemen managed to accommodate my mad travel schedule and arranged our night to coincide with my limited dates back in Mumbai. The theme was Berrys’ and a blend featuring:
- Berrys’ Speyside 46% – Sour cherries meets bitter sherry… hmm….
- Berrys’ Islay 46% – Peaty sweet cinnamon spice…
- Ghosted Reserve No 2 42.8% – A trio of lost Lowland distillery spirits from Ladyburn, Inverleven and Dumbarton…
The Whisky Ladies may have skipped the December session, however I published the tasting notes on our November trio of ‘contributors choice’ whiskies plus an experiment comparing Glencairn and Norlan tasting glasses featuring:
- Old Pultney 21 year 46% – What a treat and a perfect start to the evening!
- Benromach 10 year 100° proof 57% – Subtle smoke combined with light sherry spice – yum!
- Bowmore Blackrock NAS 40% – A peatier bolder whisky…
- And a special treat from my Whisky Live Singapore adventures – Hampden 2010 Jamaican Pure Single Rum HLCF, 6 year 68.5%
Knowing I would be pre-occupied with traveling, brushed off from the archives some earlier tasting sessions:
- Food pairing with Cragganmore, Talisker, Lagavulin, Springbank 18 year
- Kavalan Concertmaster, Solist Sherry Cask, Ardbeg Galileo, Dutch All Rye
- Oban 14 year, Deanston 12 year, The Six Isles and Yellow Spot
December featured the first of several forthcoming posts from Whisky Live Singapore:
- Whisky Live Survival Guide – How to have fun without the headache
- Teeling Tasting Trio – A terrific start to sampling adventures
- Bruichladddich Black Art 4.1 – One of those remarkable memorable “I’m so grateful to have sampled” type whiskies…
Plus a sprinkling of other posts:
I also shared notes from the 2016 Winnipeg Whisky stash samples:
My original plan was to continue sipping, sampling and sharing the balance Canadian stash on my return… however a wicked cold had other plans for me and one should never waste good whisky on a stuffed up nose!
So once again – raising a virtual toast to friends near and far – may 2017 be full of merriment and more!
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It is a time of celebration. It was a year of change. From some nerve wracking months when I didn’t know whether I could remain in India to manic work back in one of my favourite places – Jakarta – 2016 had lows and highs and many moments in between.
Blogging honestly hasn’t been a priority. From September, I was more in Indonesia than India. Even when home, my focus was on the project. However I didn’t just work in Jakarta. I did manage an escape to Bogor to breath in oxygenated air at the Botanical gardens and even attend a Christmas fair in Kemang.
In India, our wee Zoe continues to amuse us everyday with her kitten antics – thankfully we’ve managed to curtail her escape artist tendencies! We attended innumerable performances – occupational hazard when your partner is an actor… And finally after a year of construction fully got our home back.
International travels had more trips to Singapore than I could count. Partly for business, mostly for pleasure, often as pitstops between Mumbai and Jakarta, Singapore remains my alternate home – in large part thanks to dear friends who have become family over the years. I’ve even added a new reason to travel there – Whisky Live Singapore – which I hope will be an annual highlight!
My June jaunt to Canada was a much needed chance to catch up with family and friends – witnessing the pride preparations in Toronto, celebrating a 50th anniversary, 60th birthday, day trip to Gimli, and most of all – success in obtaining my Indian employment visa!
On the writing front, I published my 1st article in an online newspaper I admire tremendously – Scroll.in. It was called: A foreign woman’s response to Mahesh Sharma: It’s got nothing to do with dressing modestly (When you can’t keep silent).
Here is wishing you a fabulous 2017!
Pssst… Guess which were my top 3 posts for 2016?
- Obsessions… playing with piano keys
- Fringes of fame aka star selfie ‘autograph’
- India Memory Project – Partner’s Story
Everyday Asia has been quiet for an understandable reason – I’ve been pre-occupied with a project in Indonesia for a couple of months. When not in Indonesia, I have either been in Singapore or Mumbai or somewhere in between.
There has been lots of activities and not much “down time.”
Even weekends have been packed with things like Whisky Live in Singapore or cramming four social events into a single evening home in Mumbai.
Until the long weekend. In Jakarta.
Naturally I had delusions of being able to go on adventures outside of Jakarta… maybe Yogyakarta and Borobudur or other places…
Naturally I also did not book anything in advance… So by the time I tried to fix on a plan, most places that looked reasonable were full.
I knew better. A couple of years ago I attempted to travel out of Jakarta last minute during Lebaran. After some half hearted attempts, I simply gave up.
So why not explore more in this fabulous city Jakarta?
Why not indeed!
Which brought me to Sunday afternoon in Jakarta. More specifically to a Green Love A’Fair… and art / craft / community happening at Como Park in Kemang.
The original plan was to catch up with another friend there however ironically just as we were stepping out the door, she cancelled.
Still game, we ventured forth… looking forward to seeing what arts and crafts and other goodies could perhaps be purchased for Christmas gifts…
It was great to see a patch of green, families, kids and dogs enjoying time together. Food, crafts and activities, music and more.
It was easy to see this is a community. Naturally my friend knew others there and it is terrific to learn this is becoming a regular Sunday event.
One change I’ve noticed most over the years is how so many places, cafes and more have become pet friendly. There were lots of dogs frolicking about, enjoying attention being petted by admirers young and old.
Amusingly, not long after we reached it was rained out! But still good fun.
We shifted from outdoors to indoors at The Merchant Gourmet cafe and then, as the rain eased from downpour to drizzle, made our way home.
We decided to walk and 30 minutes later, rather damp but happy, we treated ourselves to a hot cup of tea and brownies purchased from one of the fair kiosks.
PS Next weekend is booked for Bogor… then it will be home to Bombay for Christmas!
Emel seduced the audience with the powerful emotions her voice emitted… punching through with passion, protest, shifting from lilting to wrenchingly raw.
After the show, Emel shared how much she enjoyed their short stay in India. Yet after extensive touring also appreciated a chance to relax in the hotel, swim outdoors…
She shared that they had been to Vancouver and Montreal and enjoyed their Canadian tour. I later met the guitar player who talked about being busy working on their new CD, soon to be independently released – Ensen.
Emil Mathlouthi – Ma Lkit
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I’ll admit I’d never heard of her before the event… and yet for much of December, Christmassy music was replaced by the haunting sounds of Tunisia.
A sometimes amusing thing about having a smattering of more than one language is how what you hear pops something completely different into your head courtesy of another language!
It can result in some rather odd brain combinations…
The 1st time I was asked if I wanted ‘susu’ in my coffee in Indonesia… had a quite gross image of a kid pissing into my sacred morning ritual with a heavily caffeinated brew!
Cus ‘susu‘ in my Hindi-colonised brain now means… well… taking an erm…. leak.
Whereas in Bahasa it means milk!
Last trip to Jakarta during my stay-cation massage, I thought the girl asked if I wanted a palak massage too.
Now palak to me means spinach…. So I instantly had bizarre cartoon images of spinach dancing in my head!
Turns out she was actually saying kepala i.e. head but obvious my ear was wired to food!
I wonder if others have this strange experience of hearing (or mis-hearing) one thing which bears zero relationship to what is ACTUALLY being said?
So we don’t actually know when Zoe’s first birthday really is. The vet’s estimate post rescue was likely October…. sometime…
See our precious little princess was a stray. Initially brought home by one person, then adopted by another before prancing and pouncing into our home as a gangly pre-teen on Boxing Day aka 26 Dec 2015.
We adore her to bits… and there is little doubt when she comes to curl up for a cuddle, Zoe kinda likes us too.
We’ve weened her off her whisky and beer habit. Don’t ask.
We’ve come to accept that paper bags and cardboard boxes will be destroyed.
We even forgave the water mishap that led to the demise of my much beloved Macbook Air. Oh that was an expensive frustrating accident that derailed many things!
In turn, she lives with being picked up and being put in front of her scratching post when attempting to shred the ironing board or chair.
She does her daily duty gently tapping her lazy humans to get up in the morning. No alarms required, no siree! Not on Zoe’s watch!
She puts up with our occasional absences where another human pops over to say hello, dump a little food and leave… or seems to quite like her ‘cat sitter’ companion because she plays with her!
And gives her ‘fan club’ of various delivery men the gift of her haughty door greetings… or occasionally climbing up the door railing to their astonished eyes at her acrobatics (show off!).
Like most felines, she enjoys watching her world from ‘on high’ and decided a basket with spare clean kitchen cloths on top of the fridge would be her throne. She particularly enjoys avidly watching play rehearsals from her perch.
She has no interest in people food, so a crazy thing like a birthday cake is nonsense.
However today we say thanks for our little fur ball. We share a home and daily routines. She’s our little munchkin. We are her pet humans. It works.