Tag: TGR

  • Y.O Why? – The Black Dog Chronicles

    Black Dog, the Scotch named after a fishing fly was founded in 1883 by Sir Walter Millard. Today, a 130 odd years later, Black Dog is the fastest growing Scotch in the world. It is distilled, aged and matured in Scotland, while the Black Dog blends have been created by the master blender Mr. Richard…

  • Being Loyal -The Black Dog Chronicles

    With a name like Black Dog, you do expect the patrons to be loyal. Never mind that the whisky got its name from a fishing fly! But whisky drinkers, by and large stand in solidarity with their drink. It is like how Jake Sully found the Toruk Makto in the movie Avataar, then they were…

  • Glass Act – The Black Dog Chronicles

    Did you know that whisky does not have a dedicated glass in which it can be consumed? Large mouth glasses or tumblers as they are called have been used forever. More recently, tulip shaped whisky glasses have made an appearance. They are wide at the base and taper towards the top, in the shape of…

  • Kebabs Seekh- The Black Dog Chronicles

    So, you’ve read our Family Secrets and how we love to pair our kinda food with Black Dog Whisky. Well, I thought, why not be a darling and give you the recipe to the Seekh Kebabs. Well, it might not be like the ones we pick from the streets of Mahim. God knows, that guy has…

  • In Unison- The Black Dog Chronicles

    Shimmer she wore, a thousand stars Eager to catch the spotlight, at once The muse of a million hearts, she danced Like there never was a tomorrow to come He watched her from a distance All the while wanting to be near His gaze, daggers of icy stares Only she could melt the heart’s fears…

  • Third time’s the Charm- The Black Dog Chronicles

      Have you ever baked a cake? Well, if you have, you’d know that in order for the baking powder to mix evenly across the flour, you have to sieve it thrice. Yes, all of mum’s instructions during the Christmas sweet making sessions stayed back, somewhere inside my head. Why three times I wonder? Come…

  • What’s in a name? – The Black Dog Chronicles

    Ms. Duarte had a commanding presence. When she spoke, we listened. And so, when she announced a spectacular prize, we knew she meant business. All we had to do was think of anything in the world that did not have a name. Seemed easy to us fourth graders. At that age you believe anything. Needless…

  • Breaking the Ice – The Black Dog Chronicles

    “You are overdressed,” he said. His nonchalant comment made my heart sink. I was particularly fond of this peacock-blue salwaar kameez. He didn’t notice. His attention was focused on the crystal tumbler he held. The glass cut work definitely belonged to a worthy craft-smith. I was still nursing my wounds; he made his way to…