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Bouquet d’illusions

I am living in a past that was never fully present. The movies have a way of doing that: of so feverishly mixing the real with the imagined, the desired with the ignored and the repressed. I am thinking back to my time at Il Cinema Ritrovato festival in Bologna. I delight...

Why Should a Banker Play Jazz?

“Ah, it must be Elizabeth! Send her up.” Well, I thought, at least he still sounds the same. “The elevator is right down that hall and to the left, miss,” said the kind face behind the counter. I repeated the floor and room number over again in my head. As...


coffee stains on old desks

John D. Rockefeller, Jr. Library–colloquially known as the Rock, or even more colloquially–seen as an amalgamation of discarded poetry written into ancient desks. The largest and most intricate, living, breathing piece of literature on campus. I walk in and immediately make my way to the bottom floor, walking around the...

Wishful Inking – Why It’s Not Just a Tattoo

In a world so often driven by the fear of change, a fear shared by millions and millions of people, another paradoxical fear seems to counter it, stirring the pot of social norms and generations of animosity. The fear of change is undoubtedly paralleled by the fear of permanency; the...

Pasta in Pink…for the same cost as the Ratty?

After wandering through the kitchens of Al Forno, where the chefs were busy prepping for the evening flood of ravenous clients thirsting for decadent foods, I felt the urge to try my hand at cooking one of Johanne Killeen’s most famous recipes: “Baked Pasta with Five Cheeses”, or “Pasta in...

Spices from Home

I was raised on an all-Indian diet. That means roti bread on the weekdays with spicy lentils and braised vegetables, and the same on the weekends, except the addition of some sweet mitai dessert squares after dinner to cool the spice off our tongues. It was a bit of an...


Telluride

On the festival circuit, Telluride is the most relaxed, if secretive: think blue jeans, a stark contrast to the dizzying glamour of Cannes or Berlin or Venice. Telluride is a place where the most famous of actors share the two-block Main Street with everyday moviegoers, trusting that no one will...

Being Comfortable Being Uncomfortable

For a guy who builds global positioning systems, my dad’s not too great with Google Maps. Big thumbs, small iPhone screen — I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. We’re dropped off in Seekonk, Massachusetts, overstuffed bags in hand, with no idea how to hike to Brown University on...