The Finish – The Black Dog Chronicles
Ah, I come to the end of my journey with Black Dog Whisky. I have learned a lot more than when I started out. It's been fun to know the...
Easy Evenings – The Black Dog Chronicles
We love house parties ever since Mumbai's night life has constructively been destroyed. The gang, consisting of the hubby boy’s childhood friends, simply comes over, we order in (I...
Bottle Art – The Black Dog Chronicles
Whisky is good for the memories, daddy has told me that a zillion times. And I have come to agree. He and I have had some of the best conversations...
Let the World Wait – The Black Dog Chronicles
Ah, the same ol' story continues You wake, you run, you work Dreams are hidden somewhere To be fulfilled someday The time is almost never right There is too much...
Twelve Years Ago – The Black Dog Chronicles
I had just begun my third trimester. Things were looking good. Round, but good. So, I kind of took time to go from one place to the other. Think of...
Twelve, No less – The Black Dog Chronicles
Hues of amber, golden delights Lead the heart to where it may go Let imagination take the flight T’is a magic potion to him who knows Handcrafted from robust malts...
The Backstory – The Black Dog Chronicles
One extraordinary gentleman set out to discover the perfect blend of Scotch whisky, 130 years ago. The year was 1883 and the man, Sir Walter Millard. The Speyside region of Scotland is where his...
Musical Notes – The Black Dog Chronicles
Daddy advocates a glass of whisky everyday. He says it is like a good lubricant that keeps the heart going. But he warns, the glass must always and I mean...
Pure Gold – The Black Dog Chronicles
Twilight beckons to the cityscape Another day has passed me by I yearn, I know not for what As I look towards the dim lit sky She offers me soothing...
The Know How – The Black Dog Chronicles
So, they say there is a method to do everything. Some even endorse there is a method in madness. I say whatever works for you! Now since we were doing...