Imagine this, you’re perched on a sun-kissed bench, swirling in the breeze like the tide itself. The waves whisper secrets as they rush to meet you. A crisp baguette, cradling smoked salmon and a kiss of cream cheese, melts into the moment. It’s indulgence. It’s an escape. It’s a good life. For 10 years, we’ve woven Grand stories, ones that shimmer like the sea in azure tiles, dance like little fish on fine plates, and linger like the salt-kissed air of Goa. Of course, they’re in Goa. Of course, we’re in Bangalore. But imagination has no borders. We ‘Go Grand’ every single day, and honestly—how lucky are we?