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  • Easy Evenings II – The Black Dog Chronicles

    Easy evenings with Black Dog Whisky. What could they possibly hold? How could they make an evening easier, if at all? Is it because you can drown in its golden hues and not recollect how hard the day has been. Or is it because it promises to be your solace when you are but by…

  • 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 always be accompanied by music. Dad loves his music, as much as his drink. If you were ever to visit our home, at any time…

  • 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 the Black Dog Chronicles, and this was almost turning into a biography of Dad, I went to him yet again. I wanted to know how…

  • The Weekend – The Black Dog Chronicles

    The Independence weekend was eagerly awaited. Not that we are patriotic and all. Just that is was one long weekend and we were planning a getaway. Sometimes, when you know a holiday is around the corner, time flies. Or not. We trudged slowly to August, braving the rains of June and July. Yes, Mumbai rains…

  • 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…

  • 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…