Riley’s Crisp lorry. Credit Arun Kapil All Tastes Are Equal – the Rest Is Theatre By Arun Kapil Back then – long before “scent” – smell was social currency. Curry smell meant immigrant. Chip-fat smell meant working class. Roast beef meant you’d arrived. In the seventies, Britain could be sniffed…
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Ayurveda in Boots: Beyond the Golden Milk Glow
Chai, Street side, on the road to Rajasthan, photo Arun Kapil When the seasons turn, true Ayurveda isn’t a latte – it’s a feast by Arun Kapil September smells of woodsmoke and wet earth, of damp, lung-filling air that makes you want to walk the long way home. It’s the…
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