Because ringing in the regional New Years shouldn't mean drowning in a sea of refined syrup. Mid-April heat hits differently, doesn't it? One minute you are enjoying a mild breeze, and the next, you’re basically walking through a giant, invisible hairdryer. Right as the mercury spikes, half the country decides to throw a massive New Year bash. We’ve got Pana Sankranti in Odisha, Puthandu down South, and of course, Pohela Boishakh. Festivals mean food. Heavy, rich, nap-inducing food. But the real silent assassins? The traditional drinks. They are delicious, absolutely, but usually packed with enough sugar to power a small village. I love a traditional cooler. Truly, I do. But sometimes you want to celebrate without the inevitable 4:00 PM sugar crash. The Odia & Tamil Classics, Tweaked Let’s look at Bela Pana. Wood apple pulp, yogurt, and usually, a mountain of jaggery or sugar. Or take Panakam, the soul-soothing ...
Because ringing in the regional New Years shouldn't mean drowning in a sea of refined syrup. Mid-April heat hits differently, doesn't it? One minute you are enjoying a mild breeze, and the next, you’re basically walking through a giant, invisible hairdryer. Right as the mercury spikes, half the country decides ...
Because ringing in the regional New Years shouldn't mean drowning in a sea of refined syrup. Mid-April heat hits differently, doesn't it? One minute you are enjoying a mild breeze, and the next, you’re basically walking through a giant, invisible hairdryer. Right as the mercury spikes, half the country decides ...
Because ringing in the regional New Years shouldn't mean drowning in a sea of refined syrup. Mid-April heat hits differently, doesn't it? One minute you are enjoying a mild breeze, and the next, you’re basically walking through a giant, invisible hairdryer. Right as the mercury spikes, half the country decides ...