In a city where cafes compete for attention with neon menus and theatrical brews, the new Naked Coffee outlet in Mumbai does the opposite. It cuts through the noise by doing almost nothing, intentionally. No frills, no distractions, no caffeine circus. Just coffee, pared back to the bone, standing there exactly as it is: honest, […]
In a state where every lane hums with music and every bar tries to outdo the next, Joseph Bar doesn’t raise its voice. It doesn’t need to. Its charm lies in quiet familiarity that’s weaved within the soul of locals in Goa, the sound of ice clinking in small glasses, the low chatter between old […]
I first heard about Grind Bar in the most unexpected way , from a friend who isn’t even into coffee. “It’s not really a café,” she said, “it’ s more of a post-gym ritual.” I rolled my eyes at the time. Goa, after all, is full of cafés chasing an aesthetic, each promising slow mornings, […]
On a balmy evening in North Goa, I found myself ascending a narrow staircase tucked above a quiet café in Assagao.Just a discreet wooden door marked by nothing more than curiosity laid Room One, a bar so small it almost feels like a secret, and so considered it could double as a gallery. Designed by […]
In the quiet, sun-faded lanes of Fontainhas, Panjim’s Latin Quarter, stands an art-deco house that catches light just right. Its doors open into Miguel’s Cocktails & Petiscos, a fifty-seater restaurant that feels less like a bar and more like a time capsule, part colonial nostalgia, part modern craft, and entirely deliberate in every detail. Miguel’s […]
1. Taffeta Coffee At Taffeta, dessert is treated like fine art. This café seamlessly blends artisanal coffee with micro-confections and plated sweets that play with form and flavour. Their in-house roastery ensures every dessert pairing — whether a citrusy mousse or a dark chocolate tart — lands in perfect harmony. The space itself feels intimate […]
The most compelling stories often lurk just beneath the surface of the commonplace. In Altinho, Panjim, a quarter known more for its quiet, colonial-era grace than its nightlife, I found a narrative so potent, so utterly singular, it recalibrated my very definition of a ‘night out.’ It exists behind an unassuming door, marked only by […]
