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Four Years of Bombay Foodie

Cookies by Bombay Foodie

February 3, 2008: I baked my first cookie. I also wrote my first blogpost.

I didn't know this blog will change so many things in my life.

I didn't know Mumbai food blogger community will grow to 40-odd people. And we'd have so much fun when we meet.

I had no idea I will make so many blogging friends in so many parts of the world.

I also didn't think I will stop buying flowers or wine or other gifts when I go visit a friend and will bake them cookies instead. And they'd all love them so much.

I couldn't imagine the way people's eyes light up when you talk about food, and the way everyone's interested no matter what they do or who they are.

But most of all, I didn't know I'd have so much fun on the way.

To everyone who stopped by Bombay Foodie to read my posts, or leave a comment: A HUGE THANK YOU!

Comments

notyet100 said…
Congrats wish you many more milestones like this,...
Kavi said…
4 years. that's like eternity! :D Congrats and happy anniversary! :)
Srivalli said…
Wow congrats Simmi..I do surely enjoy my visits to your space...I hope you enjoy the max and share that with us too..:)
Siri said…
Time sure flies Isn't it Simmi. Food indeed brought us all together.

Congratulations and Cheers to many more,
Siri
Swati Sapna said…
Congratulations Simran! And here's wishing you many many years ahead of cooking, eating, friendships, love and joy...
Congrats Simran on completing 4 years of this blog. It sure feels good to see all the accomplishments, keep rocking !!!
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Congrats Simran and many more years of blogging to come yet.
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Many congratulations...and best wishes for many more anniversaries :)
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