We held a proper Holi party at Village Underground in Shoreditch on Sunday 24th March 2013.
It was a glorious, exuberant, colourful, joy-filled mess. Everyone from the tiniest little children to the most elderly aunty-jis had a fantastic time.
Over 300 of you showed up to our (sold-out!) party to see our master storyteller Vayu Naidu weave her magic. She told us how Holi breaks down barriers and brings people together, regardless of background, religion or social status. At its heart, this lovely, barmy festival is a chance to forgive past transgressions and extend the hand of peace.
Then the moment arrived – and we released almost 70kg of gulal (coloured powder) into the waiting crowd.
It went a little wild. We danced, and threw powder, and burst balloons full of gulal over each others’ heads, and chuckled at how barmy we all looked. It was magical.
Watch the video, and see for yourself. And if you like the look of our Holi party – do come and celebrate with us in 2014.
IT HAS BEEN an annual December habit of mine, these past ten years since we embarked upon this restaurant business, to sit alone, with myself, and reflect on the year gone by. I am grateful to be here in the Permit Room in our restaurant in Shoreditch scribbling and writing, the oddly enjoyable taste of splintering wood from my chewed up pencil smoothed by my decently strong drink.
These are the last few days, the dregs of 2019. It’s my habit to sit here in the Permit Room at this time. I am the be-stubbled and dishevelled regular, cherishing his precious drink at the end of the bar. Weary, I sit here pondering the year, attempting to figure out what it was trying to teach me. What wisdom can I glean from it?
I love to truly understand and appreciate the origins of a dish, and learn how communities have adapted a recipe over time to make that dish unique to them.
We have arrived at a very sad, but inevitable and clear choice. As of now, all Dishooms are now closed to diners.