That the Masque anniversary lunch in Leh was going to be delicious was a given. The kitchen team is one of the most innovative in the country and if you needed any more proof of their genius, you only had to see the skeletal conditions under which they served an astonishing 10-course spread.
This post is about my favourite Masque team member – no, not from their kitchen. I first met Ankush Gamre nearly four years ago, when I sent back two cocktails in a row while dining at Masque. He wasn’t happy. Not because I sent back his drinks, but because he had a dissatisfied customer. And there began our relationship…
It only took a couple of cocktails for Ankush to figure out what I liked. In the beginning I would mention a spirit that I was in the mood for. He would listen, make a suggestion, hear me out and then say, “I got it.” And boy did he get it! My joy knew no bounds when, for the first time since discovering the pleasure of a proper cocktail (while living abroad), I finally experienced the great taste of a clean, considered cocktail in India.
Ankush has now made well over a 100 cocktails for me and we have barely had a miss. Today I don’t even need to mention a spirit.
“Make me a drink please, Ankush?”
“Sure. I got it.” And he does.
The Masque pop-up in Leh was the first time I met Ankush outside the comfort zone of his lab, where every ingredient is at hand and gadgets of all manner help his drinks along. I was nervous but equally excited about what he would make in the wild terrains of Ladakh.
(Turns out I was worried for nothing. Ankush shone like a star; as did his drinks.)
Set amidst the apricot trees of Chulli Bagh in Stok, his bar served drinks with locally sourced buckwheat, Ladakhi apples, sea buckthorn and even his own twist on the local brew, chaang. When they travelled to Khardung La he foraged wild thyme and lemon verbena and these made it to some drinks, too. Ankush can think on his feet and the results are for all to see.
I had little tastes of everything. “They’re not all for you,” Ankush warned and he was right, of course; but I took such pleasure in watching other diners rejoice in these drinks, ordering seconds and thirds.
I did like Passion Pit – with tequila, mangosteen, peach, sea buckthorn and a sea buckthorn salt rim that took him two days to dry and make. Its sweeter than I usually like my drinks, but look at it!
After that first time I never ordered from the menu again. Leh was no different, and to my delight, Ankush was prepared for this. My first off-the-menu drink was a refreshing, tall one with a spirit that hasn’t left the Himalayan belt yet – Himalayan Aaila (a rum-ish Nepalese liquor) with Ladakhi sweet lime.
And last on my cocktail journey was The Only Ladakh. Ankush only made the one, and only for me. With whisky, lemon verbena, wild mint, wild thyme and a dash of white wine, this gorgeous drink was all kinds of sensational.
Ankush has spoilt me. He indulges my every cocktail whim and he does it with a generosity far beyond his years. Truth be told I am in awe of Ankush – not just of his talent but also the person I have gotten to know these past few years. I envy his determination; I admire his drive; I wish I had his spirit; and above all, I aspire for the grace with which he goes about his day.
Cheers to you maestro!