2016 - Enigma

Friday, 9 December 2016

Existing.

What is it about being a free, roaming, spiritual and light-hearted nomad that is so luring to us all? The raging battle between the moulding of our intellect, and the ramblings of an old soul is ongoing. It should never stop, though.

We are so caught up in wanting to feed our starving souls that we never stop to think what we would do if it finally became content. Between finding a balance and striving to free ourselves - if my soul was to ever stop searching, I fear I would grow complacent.

I exist in a field where solitude is welcomed. It envelopes me and something inside me stirs. A yearning to be somewhere else, but for this field to be here every night awaiting my return. If I am going to find myself somewhere, it will be here - in this field of vast emptiness and expanding deserts. 

I exist in a society that is fixated on degrees, wealth, status, perfect abiding trophy wives - not just for the man, but for the extended family that inevitably comes with him. It demands for young women to garner self belief, secure a career, achieve and succeed, rise and keep rising to eventually... to eventually buckle to pressures of marriage, kids, household duties. Was it all done in vain?

I exist to misunderstand the path I'm meant to be taking in life. To be unsure of my choices, never comprehending disputes and strange desires of things out of the norm. To travel - oh to decipher corners of the earth that are unknown to man. To allow different winds to circle me and to breathe in gusts that will liven my being.

I exist as a woman to be analysed, scrutinised, taken apart, ridiculed and mocked. Celebrated by what I choose to wear or what I don't. My mind can harvest a garden of fruitful knowledge but yet, it is not enough. Lest we forget every single being is a human who is susceptible to making mistakes. 

I exist with an insatiable desire to be perfect in every way. Why must I obey others demands but disobey my own? Backed into a corner everywhere I go, with a smile that haunts me even in the darkest depths of my solitude. 

I exist to be an indomitable spirit, or at least I try to be. The path to purity gives way if my positivity isn't wholly intact. Funny that, isn't it? Almost as if my faults endure me regrettably. In all my years of living, my curiosity never killed me. Lord only knows how it gnawed at me, either bringing me fortune or error. Either way it is a forbearance we should all enjoy. 

I exist to never belong. To feel alien in various comfortable ruses. To feel like no matter how much I adapt, the habitus will forever deceive me. I go on to knock at a myriad of doors, to which I find will avidly invite me in but yet I seek to return to my field. Alone, is where I belong.

I exist to pander to his pride. To help alleviate the pain of his aches and trials. To console and to soothe - to ensure the flower does not wither without my presence. To gently reprimand a crouching beast. To intimately mirror his life in order to help him grow. To support and to love. To take his lows so he is only left with the highs. 

I exist to be a poetic justice, in ode to the greats of our time.

S.K.

Wednesday, 23 November 2016

B A R   S O B A (Byers Road)
Bar Soba has been a place I have heard quite a lot about, and it has always been positive. I was super excited to check it out, and I finally got the chance to at a friends birthday dinner. Situated on Byers Road, it looked to be promising.



A quick gander on their website shows you that they describe themselves as "An award winning Cocktail Bar and Restaurant, serving the finest Pan Asian street food in Glasgow."

We arrived on time before 7pm to be greeted by a flustered waitress who had initially took down the wrong number for our booking. We were a table of 20, after some quick apologies we managed to grasp that the next door room was now being prepared for us and if we could wait until it was set.

We didn't mind as it allowed us to look through the extensive cocktail (mocktails for us) menu and order drinks at the bar. The bar tender was very creative, quick and helpful to suggest what was best to substitute any alcoholic drinks with. I opted for a Strawberry Daiquiri (my favourite, and £2) and it was really tasty!

We were seated after 15 minutes, and finally ordered starters. The menu on the table wasn't priced, so you're not sure how much each dish is. I chose the Salt and Pepper Squid which was the highlight of my dinner. It was mouthwatering! Served with red chilli, lime and basil mayo this was cooked very well and came out piping hot. The squid tasted fresh and a joy to eat with the right amount of crisp to its batter. The portion itself was a good amount although I would have probably preferred more! (£5.50)



In between catering to twenty of us, our service was fast and very helpful. For mains a few of us opted for the Chilli Chicken (£10). This was an aromatic bowl filled with chilli chicken pieces, various asian vegetables, light oyster sauce, red chilli, cashews, basil and thai jasmine rice. The portion was enough and very filling, I felt it had a slight sweet kick to it which I wasn't expecting as the menu stated there was garlic and chilli paste mixed in. I would have preferred it to be a little more spicier, but it was still delicious.


The interior of the building hinted at old victorian, with a touch of some modern vibes. The ambience was relaxed and fun, although I did feel very cold! There was also some cool funky street art and anime on the walls in the room the bar was in.





All in all a fab night. Excellent food, helpful friendly staff and reasonable prices means I will definitely be back to visit Bar Soba again. They have two other joints in Glasgow- Mitchell Lane and Merchant Square.

If anyone ever has any recommendations or wishes for me to review a place, comment below or tweet me @shareenxk :)

S.K.

Sunday, 4 September 2016

Balbir's
Growing up in a household where Pakistani/Indian food is the main staple of my diet, eating similar food outside will forever be subject to some thorough scrutiny.

Glasgow is host to a huge variety of Indian restaurants. Yet there is still not many I would frequent. A strong favourite used to be Akbars of Glasgow, but ever since they went under new management a couple of years ago, I can't say I visit it as often now as their service and quality of food has since went downhill. My friends and I are regulars of Kebabish on Victoria road, however as we were celebrating a special occasion we opted for Balbir's, located on Church Street in Glasgow's west end.

Upon arrival, we were greeted by friendly staff who showed us to our table amidst a very vibrant atmosphere in the restaurant. It was really busy for a Thursday night, which is always a good sign. With modern decor and spacious dining, the restaurant looks stylish with gorgeous chandeliers for lighting creating a relaxed and fun ambience. 

Balbir's offer two different menus, one for street food which is for the walk in restaurant near the front, and the other is an a la carte menu for table bookings at the back. They were very kind to allow two of us to order from the street food menu (on until 9pm). I instantly knew what I wanted for starters after one skim of the menu, which is a long time favourite of mine called Chicken Dosa. My friend chose Pani Poori (or Gol Guppe) which a few of us shared. 


These were so tasty! Pani Poori is essentially small round crackers which you stuff with spiced chickpeas and potatoes, and then pour cold tamarind water into. The crunchy, sour and mild spicy mix gives you a delectable rush in your mouth as you eat it whole.


All of our starters were quick to arrive, service was 10/10. My dosa, (a south indian pancake made from lentils and rice) was light, soft and wrapped around delicious cubes of chicken in a medium spicy and creamy sauce. Served with coconut chutney, tomato chutney and sambar daal (lentil curry). A bonus is that it wasn't too heavy which meant I wasn't stuffed for the main meal, it was delectable. 

For my main dish I ordered the Chicken Tikka Karahi, with naan bread. As a group we ordered a fair amount, and as always portions of masala chips to share. The chips were finger licking good!



What I loved about the Karahi, and from what my friends commented on about their dishes too - the curries were not oily, or too spicy. Neither were they bland, which I feel most Indian restaurants tend to do with their dishes due to a majority of their clientele being non-indian. The spice was just right, so you could still enjoy the dish and taste it without burning your tongue. Portion size was more than enough, I wasn't able to finish it all and took the rest home, it was that good.

For dessert, we had a Ferrero Rocher birthday cake (the only person I order cakes from, she is that good- from Sweettooth cakes in Glasgow) as it was two of my friends birthday- so I've yet to try a Balbir's dessert.

Balbir's is definitely one of my top favourite indian restaurants in Glasgow just now, serving delicious food with excellent service it's definitely one to check out. I've been a few times now and I plan on visiting it again!

S.K.

Thursday, 28 July 2016

Closure.


The whispers will always linger in your mind. They will lurk, seep and haunt you until you are ready to accept them as life's constant background hum. Closure is a funny concept. It refers to the void you were left with being filled, the ache in your being vanishing, the nostalgia being replaced with an exhilaration you feel with someone new.

Yet, those memories exist because they happened. One cannot simply cast them aside as if the moments did not occur, on certain days at certain times. So how does this notion of closure come into effect? Those of us who are frantically searching for it, do we even know in what form it comes in? If it was tangible, I would crush it in my hands just to see how it would feel.

The textbook meaning behind closure is of moving on and no longer wallowing in self pity. Getting over it and finding peace. I suppose it's a nice idea, the passage of time can be viewed as a catalyst... it will forever be a foreign fantasy in my eyes however. The face of hysteria turns towards you every night, as you lay your head down to close yourself off from the world that claims you.

Closure isn't something that will just happen. It may be that the idea of it exists just for others to advise you with. For the sake of giving another individual importance or validity in their words of comfort to you. It may never happen. It could be, that this rhythmic process of finding it - IS the closure in itself.

You take baby steps, every day after you realise all hope is gone. Are those steps not helping you progress to the next stage in your life, where you may allow dust to gather on memories? Those specific memories, you know- the ones you wish you could look back on with whom you made them with. You can't just erase them. They happened so therefore, they can be revisited again - how you visit them and how often then comes into question.


You can accept the circumstances of the situation that shot you into your exasperation, but that doesn't mean you must forget everything that brought you here. The truth is darling, there is no real closure. If gaining it means you can view the world through rose tinted spectacles again, you can keep it.

Behold this myth so wonderfully ambiguous, so beautifully complicated. Where does it end, or must we carry on in its exuberance. For what I ask? To be brought to a standstill with simplistic dreams, to forget what you have learnt in this experience. Do you not wholly understand the risk that you are taking?

You clutch on to a sense of clarity. You succumb in that idle second. You end up leaving the door slightly ajar, you allow the eerie chill in. You, my dear, leave your wounds exposed.

Maybe you were meant to stay broken - and just maybe, that isn't meant to be a bad thing.

S.K.



Saturday, 21 May 2016

Morocco, Marrakech.
Marrakech - has always been a dream of mine to visit. I am drawn towards places steeped in history, culture, beauty and hospitality - Morocco did not disappoint.

My friend and I stayed in Marrakech for a week, so here is a breakdown of the main things to do.

Day 1 - LE JARDIN MAJORELLE - YSL GARDENS


We stayed at Almas Hotel upon recommendation. The rooftop pool with the sun beating scorchingly down, was used every morning, I loved it. The hotel was situated in the most ideal location, smack bang central Marrakech in a place called Guilez. It meant being 10/20 minutes walking distance from just about everything from Menara Mall, YSL Gardens to Jamaa El Fna.

We headed to Le Jardin Majorelle, also known as YSL Gardens and decided to walk as it was only 15 minutes from our hotel. This was a stunning highlight of our trip. In the 1960s Marrakech had a sudden influx of creatives ranging from photographers, artists and writers. Amongst the many creatives was the late Yves Saint Laurent. The garden itself was designed and created by Jacques Majorelle, and Yves Saint Laurent bought over and owned the property until he died. His ashes have now been scattered at his memorial within the gardens.












As you walk in the cobalt blue bounces beautifully against the backdrop of magnificent cacti plants, palms and vibrant flowers. Everything just strikes out at you with an almost surreal feel to it, inviting you in to drink the detail from every angle.

We headed to Menara Mall that evening, which was a ten minute walk from the hotel. The games arcade had us feeling like big kids, we ate from the mall (chicken shawarma) but I felt like the mall itself didn't offer much shopping wise. Plenty of boutique eatery and moroccan ice cream places, and the kids area is an absolute dream for them. Otherwise I personally prefer the choice and chaos of the medina souks for shopping.

Day 2

ATLAS MOUNTAINS - this was BY FAR my favourite excursion of the trip. As soon as your plane enters Morocco you are able to see the brilliant white, snow topped Atlas Mountains. From just about anywhere in Marrakech you can look into the distance and be sure to see them. You can opt for different parts of the mountains to visit, we went for the Cascade D'Ouzoud Waterfalls hike. I fell in love with Morocco on this day, the views and scenery were outstanding.







The excursion itself makes different stops amongst the uphill roads leading to the mountains to show you a native Berber's home, drink mint tea made fresh in front of you, and to see how argan oil and other cosmetics are made from natural ingredients in the mountains. 



We headed to Le Comptoir for our evening dinner and entertainment. The food was delicious, as well as offering french cuisine they had traditional moroccan tagine on the menu. I devoured the Harissa chicken breast, made spicy - cooked with a beautiful zingy sauce (reminded me of lentil curry) on the side. Aside from that  as the night went on we sat back after an eventful day and enjoyed the extravagant belly dancers, the Comptoir Orchestra, The Gnawa Experience dancers and even more live music into the early hours of the morning.

Day 3

QUAD BIKING & CAMEL RIDING - it has to be done. These were easily booked the night before but be sure to compare prices and haggle. A little warning which my friend decided not to alert me of (as a surprise) is to ensure you don't dress in anything expensive or new when you go quad biking, you will be biking out in the dessert and be engulfed in sand by the end of it. That means sand entering every orifice of your body possible, so be prepared!



Day 4

KOUTOUBIA MOSQUE & MEDINA/SOUKS - the gorgeous historical minaret of Koutoubia Mosque has a calming effect on you as you enter its grounds. It is extremely well kept and maintained. The surprise of our visit was that we were allowed inside the minaret building itself, we walked up a man made ramp (it took around 10 minutes!) all the way to the top, which not a lot of people are allowed to do. I think we just got lucky when the Imam saw us and ushered us in! It is the largest mosque in Marrakech, and was peaceful to get away from the hustle and bustle for a little while.






After we left the mosque, we explored the surrounding old town Medina and what I would say is the real Marrakech. Noisy traffic, chaotic markets and natives trying to haggle with you over argan oil and other paraphernalia.

HAMAM - you can't visit this country without going for an infamous Moroccan Hamam at a luxurious spa. We opted for 'Le Bains De Marrakech' situated in the heart of old town Medina. What can I even say? I felt like a newborn baby afterwards, my skin was deliciously smooth, the massage got rid of every single knot I ever had and I felt so relaxed I could have slept for days. I also smelt like heaven- overall 10/10!

We enjoyed dinner and shisha that evening at the Sofitel, probably one of the best hotels/lounge areas in Marrakech. Highly recommend visiting it, it's so pretty!


Day 5

BAHIA PALACE / JAMAA EL FNA - Bahia palace is located in medina, old town Marrakech. The palace lives up to its name, which means 'brilliance.' I don't think pictures even do the exquisite architecture any justice. With vast courtyards, a beautiful two acre garden and high rise ceilings the palace captures the essence of Moroccan style with ease.


For the evening we finally headed to the long awaited Jamaa El Fna markets, and my what a place! Think Aladdin and every magical disney film to exist - twist it all into one and you get Jamaa El Fna. You enter past a line of horse drawn carriages all awaiting to whisk you away at the end of the night, to magicians, snake charmers, monkeys and stalls upon stalls of local food cooked fresh in front of you. It's huge, and I would always recommend going in groups if you are going in the night time.

From live fire acts to being called Miss India everywhere we turned ("NO, we are from SCOTLAND!") this was a brilliant way to immerse yourself into the city's culture. We bought all our souvenirs from Jamaa, the markets are really cheap and you can haggle to your hearts content and walk away with many bargains.


Say hi to my little friend, my heart broke knowing I couldn't take that wretched leash off him and bring him home!

NOTE: If you want pictures with monkeys or snake charmers, or any of the shows/actors/performers within the markets ALWAYS set a price first then proceed to take the picture. If not, you will likely be stuck haggling a higher price than normal and you cannot walk away without paying either!

We had a late dinner that night at a restaurant called Jad Mahal, super fine dining with entertainment all night. If you love Thai food, this is the place for you. The restaurant itself was very luxurious. Portions are small (predictably for a pricey restaurant) but my Thai green curry was cooked to perfection.

Day 6

CHEZ ALI -

During the day, we decided to return to Jamaa El Fna to buy our souvenirs as we had a better idea of what was there and prices etc. We were able to relax and walk around at ease in comparison to night time when it was hectic and swarming with people. We also took a picture with a snake!


For our last evening we decided to book up with our hotel to go to Chez Ali Fantasia. This is a dinner and horse riding show which was worth every penny. You are seated in beautiful tent areas for a full moroccan dinner which includes: Hariri soup, Mechoui (Lamb tagine/on spit), Couscous, Moroccan Patisserie, fresh fruit platters and mint tea. The servings are extremely generous.


Whilst you eat, different Berber singers and entertainment make the rounds in all the tents. You then head outside into the seating arena with another 250/300 people and watch a spectacular horse-riding show, belly dancing, charging horsemen firing traditional guns, acrobatics, flying carpet and to conclude with a magnificent fireworks display. It was a perfect ending to our last night in Kech. You can see more in the video below!

Day 7

Our flight was in the evening and so we lounged in our hotel, had a few mocktails, stayed poolside and became sad upon leaving such a beautiful and friendly city! I will definitely be back, until next time Kech, you were so good to me.

S.K.

Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Thairiffic

If you asked me around four years ago to pick family takeout nights dinner, Thai would never even have been an option. I had sampled it here and there, and always thought it was too much hassle trying to choose something that didn’t resemble a mini jungle.

Over the past few years I have allowed myself to taste quite a few dishes from various different Thai restaurants. Lately a few Thai places have popped up in Glasgow and there is quite a choice – and difference – between them all.

Our girl Zunainah decided to bring in her early birthday celebrations at a restaurant called “Thairiffic” on Sauchiehall Street, across from the O2 Academy. It’s tucked away on the first floor overlooking the busy hustle and bustle of city centre life.

It is a beautiful place with high rise ceilings, dimmed lighting and gorgeous detailed art pieces. This latest venture has a pretty varied menu with favourites such as Pad Thai and other dishes I - and others – will likely never remember.

As a lover of Thaikun, the latest Thai eatery to grace Silverburn – I had high hopes for Thairiffic as the menu seemed to follow in its footsteps.

For starters, I opted for the “Golden Bags” which I was pleasantly surprised with. Most Thai places struggle to make spring rolls of any kind exciting, but the presentation was delightful with the added bonus of the taste and chilli sauce served with it being delectable. Not too greasy, these were delicious crispy fried pastry with fillings consisting of chicken, green peas, potatoes and carrots all wrapped up in a soft curry.


Golden Bags - £6.25

In hindsight, a sharing platter would have been best suited to test the credentials of a new Thai place. I ended up playing it safe and ordered a standard Chicken Pad Thai. Rice noodles with Thairiffics own special sauce, eggs, bean sprouts, tofu, spring onions, carrots and crushed peanuts.  I was severely disappointed.  The chicken usually adds a kick to Pad Thai with taking on the flavour of the dish- but it was very bland and the noodles sauce was too sweet for my liking. The menu claimed it was the popular choice, but I failed to see how. It wasn’t horrendous, just not up to the standards when compared to other regular Pad Thai’s- the noodles were too sticky and I ended up picking from my friends plate. She had ordered the Pad Prig Khing chicken stir fry, from the snacking I did off her plate it tasted divine and just the right amount of spice made the chicken pieces nice and soft.

Chicken Pad Thai - £9.95

The prices are very reasonable and came to just under £15 per head for around eight of us. I find myself comparing any Thai place with Thaikun as I have yet to find a place I’m more impressed by in terms of having extremely consistent experience and funky surroundings.

I will probably be back to try a second attempt at another main as that was the only negative thing for me. Otherwise the good company made up for that.

Happy Birthday Zunainah!


S.K.

Monday, 8 February 2016

Battlefield Rest

As a self-proclaimed avid foodie, I am always keen to experience the various, and sometimes hidden, restaurants in and around Glasgow, particularly those that aren’t in the city centre. Many a weekend has consisted of finding delectable little spots packed away in different areas of the southside. Having drove past ‘The Battlefield Rest’ many times, noticing how busy it always seems to be, I decided to take myself along for some late brunch with the girls.

This quaint little building was originally used as a resting and courting place for tram travelers – that’s tram travelers not time travellers. To quote a long term Battlefield resident: “It used to be a toilet!”

The restaurant is small but cosy - once inside your eyes are instantly scouring the high decorative ceiling, which eradicate all misconceptions of claustrophobia one may have from the outside looking in. The interior has been updated where necessary, but kept vintage chic with gorgeous artwork. The large windows are adorned with decorative lights allowing for a wonderfully intimate ambience.


For starters, I ordered a long time favourite of mine, the ‘Bruschetta Verdura’. This was a tasty start- the bread used wasn’t soggy by the time it reached us, which I find some restaurants can end up doing by drowning it in pesto sauce. This was crisp with mixed peppers, spinach and cherry tomatoes, complete with a gorgeous homemade pesto sauce on the side giving the dish that necessary twang to finish it off.


Service was cheerful and quick, although it was still pretty quiet at the time we went along. We were seated in the middle of the rest, across from the extensive and very Italian-esque bar. From our spot we could also admire head chef Darren Smith cooking up our delicious food through the open kitchen behind the bar.

If you’re like me, and have eyes bigger than your stomach, be careful not to order too much, as portions are generous to say the least. For mains my friend and I opted for the ‘half pizza and pasta’ to share. We split the ‘Pizza Mercato’ and ‘Rigatoni Piamonte’. The pizza was topped with oven roasted tomatoes, goats cheese, grilled meanzane, caramelised onions and pesto. Once more, their pesto was divine. However, the pizza was slighlty tough and the onions a little too caramelised for my liking – which resulted in me just taking them off. Other than those pernickety personal preferences, I finished it all.

Rigatoni is my favourite kind of pasta, and this specific dish consisted of a mix of ricotta, spinach, roasted peppers, sun dried tomatoes and red onion, all smothered in a delectable napoli sauce. I did worry that due to the pasta itself being very big, they might give me too much. However, I had nothing to worry about and the portion was presented in a cute square dish with just the right amount, rich in taste and also finished completely. 


Prices are very reasonable. There was three of us at our table and we all ordered main courses. We split the bill and it came to £12 per head, making the place excellent value for money.

All in all, a very enjoyable late lunch, and one that I would definitely recommend to any fan of Italian cuisine. With over twenty years experience, ‘The Battlefield Rest’ is a must try.

S.K. 

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