“The first question anyone asks me these days is, ‘What are you doing?’”
Indeed, everyone wants to know what chef Manish Mehrotra is up to. They want to know what he’s planning for his next restaurant. They want to know who’s working with him. They want to know where he’s going to open it.
Mehrotra shared some of his plans with us a few weeks ago. “I ordered gardening tools from Amazon. I’m telling the maali to get me saplings of marigold. Until now, I’d never even seen the plants upstairs on my terrace.”
Earlier this year, at the end of July, the multi-hyphenate stepped down as culinary director of Indian Accent in Delhi, New York City, and Mumbai, and Comorin in Gurgaon. We won’t get into his many, many groundbreaking achievements and accolades here; there are already scores of articles and features about those. Instead, we want to pay attention to what the chef has been busy with in his creative gap year. (Or as he notes, it will be only half a year; he has plans to put his toque back on in early 2025.)
Mehrotra has taken this time to do all the things he wanted to but couldn’t these past 20+ years. Instead of training teams, he’s investing in relationships with family and friends. Instead of putting in hours in a hot kitchen, he’s working on himself, focussing on his health, and setting up a routine that meets him where he is today. Instead of travelling internationally for events, research, and other work, he’s going back to home base—his Bihar, his Patna, with the cousins who shared his childhood.
A few weeks ago in November, he posted a time-lapse story on Instagram in which he’s getting turbaned by a safa-wala. In the video, Mehrotra is seated on a folding chair on a sunny lawn, while wedding guests mill around in the background. He’s wearing a watermelon red kurta and sunglasses. The turbaneer spirals around him, pleating, folding and swirling a printed pink length of cloth around the chef’s crown. “I always wanted to do this...Finally,” reads Mehrotra’s caption. The next story has him sitting under the vast tree canopy, the winter sun streaming through its flaxen leaves and branches. Caption: “Fursat”.
This laid-back life seemed unthinkable earlier this year. “I would have never imagined I could have attended family weddings,” he says. “I want to...I would love to! There are so many family members I have not met for years. I went to my cousin sister’s grandson’s first birthday. Afterwards, I called my daughter and told her that I could not have imagined that I would be doing this. I have never got a chance to go to these kinds of events and functions.”