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Everyone is always interested to know what goes on behind the scene or closed doors or in the kitchen? Pick-up the latest issue of Time Out (Delhiedition) and you will know what I mean. For the un-aware Time Out is a fortnightly city magazine which is known for doing anonymous reviews and pays for them too.
They conducted a dipstick survey with the 30 top chefs in the city. So what if they haven’t made it public who those 30 are, it is a dhasoo survey with double dhamka results… Okay, Okay, I am getting carried away in the excitement but If you were in my place you wouldn’t react differently either if you read:
- The world famous Dal Bukhara is Non-Vegetarian
- Finally the word is out- Olive Bar & Kitchen is one of the most overrated restaurant. Ha! you don’t need to be a food blogger, critic or a chef to say this but then no one took my word on it…
- Mamagoto- Serves the best bean salad- Now didn’t I tell you this as well http://wp.me/pyzGT-9P. Looks like I can claim to be a food blogger now
- Vikram Khatri, one of the best chefs in the making- I agree! He knows Japanese food at the back of his hand, understands a guest’s preferences, is media savvy and makes awesome food. I have had a few meals prepared by him when he worked with a Five Star, his previous job. But Bakshish Dean as an upcoming chef, still? He’s been around for as long as I learnt F for food.
- For more go pick-up your copy
All the questions in the survey are bang on; they have not worried about hurting sentiments or damaging top of the line restaurant reputations. I say, Time Out got its recipe right on this one. Right mix of spices is equal to a dish which appeals to all- senses!
Raghu Karnad, this issue of Time Out is answer to all awards, rewards, ratings, rantings,reviews, praises given till date to everything that has little worth, value for money or is over-hyped & priced in Delhi-NCRs F&B industry.
We want you to do a similar one on the media. Unveil its real face and unravel the mystery which makes these journalists believe they are no less than demi gods! Basically what makes ‘Media’ a dirty word today and don’t mince your words on this one either!
For all those 30 chefs, if I knew who you were I would make it a point to visit your restaurant.
In January this year a Toronto policeman’s remark that ‘women should avoid dressing like sluts to avoid being be victimized’ led to this international walk of shame ‘The Slut Walk‘ Till date it has been organized in US,Canada,UK,Australia,Africa,Asia andEurope.
Nineteen year old Umang Sabharwal is now organizing this protest march of sorts inDelhinext month. To make it a mass movement and more ‘Indianized’ it has been renamed as ‘Besharmi Morcha’. So as the concept suggests; “dress-up the way you do or in a rebellious fashion and declare (as if it matters) that just because my clothes are too short or reveal; more than you can handle, I am subject to possible harassment!”
The problem is not with the ‘why’ behind the walk-It’s obvious, duh! Clothes got nothing to do with uninvited sexual moves. It doesn’t matter what you wear because:
- Rape in marriage is not an unheard thing
- Physical, verbal abuse happens in every one out of five houses inIndiaand is worse than being called a slut
- Sexual assault on young children is reported so often ( in some cases by their own family members)
- Women are killed for marrying a man of their choice- In the name of honor
- Female infanticide is rampant
- Uninvited advances by men in office has become a common worry factor
I haven’t seen a woman who breastfeeds her child in bus, train or in a public place get embarrassed or feel ashamed of her act.
Get real!! Instead of taking out a besharmi morcha which says ‘I will wear a tank top; too bad if you can’t handle it’- we live with and witness many more ‘ how dare he’ issues, think about a walk, morcha, talk, even a mention about them??? Ah but that’s not what will make to the news, the walk has all the required ingredients to make for a page 1 picture or a 5 minute news clip!!
I couldn’t care less about proving this point because I am no Slut …errr… Besharam! And for those who are participating, doubting yourself are you??
Cricket is in the air and though I was very much off it till last year thanks never ending ‘this trophy and that league matches’. I too talk the language just for today as Delhi hosts the match between ‘India & Netherlands’.
With the last post on maxmayur.com I have achieved a hat-trick of guest blog posts!
Till my next; do read my contributions here:
I am The Woman; A 55er for the International Women’s Day
The little Drummer; A reminisce about my school days
As part of Purba\’s blog anniversary celebrations I wrote about the ‘Street Food of Dillli’. I read this ode, a 55er actually written by someone who is a foodie by heart & soul and thought it’s the right recipe to start my post which being with food and ends with it too.
“People eat out for various reasons: hunger pangs or for a change,
Some want to try what’s new while for a few it’s about taste,
There are also God’s chosen ones ‘who eat because it makes them happy’,
Food to live or food for mind; I chose the latter which adds zing to my life!”
First draft of this post was trashed, so was the second and third. I realized its time to bunk the gym and instead walk down to Sriram Sweets, Malviya Nagar (btw they have the best Gol Gappas or GGs in South Delhi) for some inspiration.
Six gol guppas, 2 deep fried aloo tikkis and a plate of shakarkandi ki chat later I was ready to write about the second love of my life, food!
Just like a wine connoisseur can differentiate between a Sula and a Vintage. A gg Gulper can tell a good guppa from a regular one… Take the whole filled-up to the brim guppa to your mouth, bite into it, did you hear the pucchak sound? A burst of flavors, sweet followed by tangy and then the teekha-pan tingles the throat and you have just sampled a perfect gg, go on don’t stop at one!
There was time way back in 1960s and 70s when street food vendors would come wandering to residential colonies offering all sort of grub from peeled and bite size sugarcane, to jalebis, bhel, chaat. Times have changed and vendors don’t come knocking at your doors now but every locality at least has one chaat wala of its own. But momos, noodles with lots of tomato ketchup is not my idea of Delhi special grub.
What is Delhi’s street food then? It’s a treasure to be discovered, for this you have to be a slave to your taste buds, leave your concerns for ‘ hygiene’ behind and step out! I say, Delhizens have the toughest immunity and it takes a lot to knock them out. It grows from strength to strength from their culinary adventures of the thela types – no one knows or gives two hoots to how it’s prepared.
Delhi’s street food has a multi cultural influence some of my personal top favorites are:
- Gol guppas, pani-puri, pani batasha, puchhka
- Dahi Bhalla
- Pappri chaat
- kullas (scooped potatoes or tomatoes with a tangy stuffing)
- Moong dal ki pakodi
- Kebabs with roomali
- Kathi- double chicken/mutton with egg,
- Paranthas with a variety of stuffing from pappad to peas
- Khurchan (scrapping of the sides of the kadai in which rabri is made)
- Kulfi faluda
- naan kathai ( biscuits)
- kachori with aloo ki subzi you can also try this combo with bedmi puri
- Choley bhature or with kulcha
- Sharwama ( Thanks Kartikay for this addition)
Mouth-watering is it? Already thinking, yes! I am going to eat all this and add more to the list? Well here is what I suggest….
Walk through Chandni Chowk from Ghanta Ghar to the tightly squeezed lanes, stop where you see a crowd that would of course mean the eatery is popular and will have fresh food. Just before you enter the Paranthe- wali gali there is a small shack which dishes out soft-crunchy moong pakodi served with pudina chutney. Next bite? Obviously khasta paranthas. Try unusual combinations like dry fruits stuffing, rabri and banana, served with tamarind chutney, potato curry, and sitaphal ki subzi. Wash it down with a glass of refreshing nimbu masala or bunta as it’s more popularly known.
Then comes Jama Masjid, a food lovers delight and there is so much more than just one world famous Karim’s. Take a stroll and you will discover enough options on either side to tempt you. The bakeries there may look like dingy holes but bake the freshest rusks (round in shape). Close to Motia Mahal there is an exclusive shop for Afghani Rotis same in size as that of a plate made with a mix of wheat flour, maida and milk. And that’s not all there is an interesting story behind them too. Everyone works hard to earn their daily bread and should get the exact or more for what they pay so the dough for each roti is weighed. You can even ask them to make sheermal (sweetened roti) and these can be kept for a few days, warm them before you want to eat and they will soft again.
Oh! How can I not mention the lunch of almost everyone in Daryaganj and around- choley kulchey, sweet lassi and karari kachori with aloo- tamatar ki tarkari. Nah, they are not like what you get at the fancy sweet shops. DG has a few who make the best of this lot and mind you after 3 pm you won’t even get a small helping.
I do step out of the ‘old-city charm’ only when the taste buds crave for a fluffy dosa, soft idlis and crispy vadas. 5 minutes from Jantar Mantar are these row of shops, each one offering a specialty from rajma-chawal to kadi-chawal. Don’t get tempted, you get better preparation of these at home. Instead stop by at the South Indian self-service dhaba dishing out 50 dosas in 15 minutes served with piping hot sambar. The choice of dosas is the same as you would get at Sarvana Bhavan or Sagar Ratna but at less than half the price. Just don’t look at the way they wash the dishes.
I can go on and on about what and whereabouts of street food and my mind is already set to ditch the dinner at home tonight and head to the lanes laden with happiness!
Statutory warning: Discovering best places to eat out can’t be done with a guidebook in hand. After many trials you will find a place which offers a special something to come-by again.
Okay, writing food reviews is not my bowl of soup and I am not offered any ‘free meals’ that excite me to do it either. Yet, I liked this not so new and not very old place in Delhi which deserves a thumbs-up!
Locations of the two outlets are perfect (Khan Market & Select City Walk). Menu has a lot of variety to offer, it’s not crazily expensive, is colorful and the restaurateurs define it as a ‘fun Asian dining’. Will I go back? Of course, infact a plan is in place already…
Finally, last Sunday even though my watch said its 5 pm and past lunch time still I convinced my cousin for an early ‘drunch’ (in between lunch and dinner). We went to Mamagoto, it’s been on my list of ‘must eat at’ places for sometime now. Much to my delight the place was near empty and I could enjoy my meal in peace and no hurry.
Mamagoto, in Japanese means ‘to play with food’. Though they don’t have much of Jap cuisine, except for tempuras, a Wasabi mocktail and an odd Gomai salad; there is plenty of Japanese art & graphics on the walls.
Skipped the cocktail and mocktail and small bites section and went straight for the salads and main course. Our picks-
(Cold salad)- Snow pea and green beans salad with a dressing of Thai coconut milk reduction, burnt garlic, onions and peanuts. It was crunchy, fresh, tasted delicious.
Beijing Seafood soup with fish and prawns- A meal in itself, it is wholesome, healthy and appetizing! And if like my sister you like it spicy they can do that too without killing the original flavors.
And I opted for, Mamagoto chicken broth for a hungry soul- A signature dish with a name which reflected the state of my starving for food tummy . The aroma was good enough for me to ask my sis, ‘do I have to share this with you’? Huge dish of soup with lots of chicken, veggies, vermicelli noodles and three chicken wantons served with a tantalizing oriental sauce.
The portions are good for two and the bill came for little less than 800 bucks inclusive of taxes.
It definitely deserves a visit and if you like it enough then a second one too….
PS: Apols for a post meant for ‘Delhizens only’!
Bye-bye winters, hello sunshine! Can you smell the change in air, it’s fresh and crisp. Flowers look so happy and cheerful!
I know I am the nth person to write about Karim’s, what to do I love it as much as others do and every time I go there I vow to return!
Anyone says food and my eyes light-up and a smile appears. Since I practically live with vegetarians (all colleagues except 3) the obvious choice of dining out or ordering in is limited to shakahari bhojan to an extent that I started to feel have my loyalties changed or what? My beliefs in my non-vegetarianism got reaffirmed yet again with a trip to Karim, Jama Masjid.
A few minutes walk from the Masjid, a small lane leads you to a courtyard surrounded by dinning halls and open kitchens and this place is called ‘Karim’. Every carnivore in Delhi or visiting will swear by this fifth generation Mughlai eatery.
It is as much about food as it is about experience. In not many restaurants I see a concept of community eating where you comfortably share a table with strangers. Not just one but two live kitchens, one roasting kebabs, the other making fluffy tandoori rotis and filling plates after plates with the most amazing food from the huge handis or degh.
What I ordered
- An all time favorite Keema Naan, crisp to perfection and not hard or over stuffed
- Chicken Jahangiri- succulent pieces of chicken in a spicy gravy flavored with green chilies
- Mutton Korma- A specialty dish of the restaurant, chunks of meat in a thick curry.
- Another option you can try out is Chicken Mughalai, prepared with egg based gravy.
Options are unlimited and portions are good for two. The onion price rise has not hit them because all means are served with a generous help dipped in lemon juice.
Those who don’t like their food dripping in oil should avoid visiting. Vegetarians are welcome; it does offer the typical Paneer Makhani.
Not to have; the obvious butter chicken variety.
Though they have outlets two more outlets in Delhi and a few in other cities (I spotted one in Pune also) try visiting the original one in the Walled City. The food is prepared according to the centuries old recipes passed on from the Khansama who cooked in kitchens of the Mughals emperors.
It’s simple, delicious and definitely you would go back for more…
Scientists, astronomers, inventors wait to have a discovery named after them. In first of its kind scenario where the world chose to bestow us with the fame by naming a super-bug after the National Capital and state ‘NewDelhi’.
Metallo-beta-lactamase or NDM1 as it’s ‘un- popularly’ known is drug resistant enzyme which apparently foreign patients who undergo treatment at Indian hospitals are carrying back. (New Delhi metallo-beta-lactamase)
A layman like me knows that hospital acquired infection are not unheard off and it happens across the Globe. So why single-out India?
Looks like its fast growing popularity as a ‘sasta, sunder, achha aur tikau’ destination for medical tourism is hurting the ‘developed world’s ego and economy.
Couple of days back I had an animated argument with a friend, after a while he just got fed-up and said, “You know there is something wrong with Delhi people. Everyone is aggressive, always ready to fight and prove your point.”
The Delhizen in me took the defensive approach and denied it of course. We people are warm, affectionate, forever ready to help and all such blah… Well, we are all of this but when someone challenges our power, or our ‘Me First & I am always right’ approach is pushed by potential competitors, then incidents like the one that took place in Khan Market day before happen. Road rage claims man’s life at Delhi
Khan Market, one of the plush shopping zone’s in Delhi is abuzz till late every day. Frequented by expats and hip Delhi crowd this place is known for its classy stores, cafés and fine-dine restaurants.
Parking is a pain and cars move bumper to bumper, nothing unusual it’s the case in every city. But in other cities do people slap or kill each other if their car gets ‘scratched’ or even hit? It happens in Delhi. A jet airways pilot got into a scuffle with manager of a renowned restaurant in a ‘how dare you hit my car’ case. Result? The manager died as he was run down by pilot’s car.
Lose your temper = loss of life!
Really, when it comes to impatience, intolerance and rudeness no one can beat us.
I admit, there is something with people in Delhi which needs to be fixed…
I stopped writing a short while back for reasons and today I am back to it for another one! I feel it happens to be a right one too because it is not just about anything, it is all about a ‘Cause’, actually multiple weaved into one.
Being in PR I have organized, attended many press conferences but the one I went for today was different. And here is why:
- One, I was not actively handling the media so I had the time to sit and listen to what the organizers and speakers had to say.
- Second, they were talking ‘big numbers’ but not business
- Third, till today I thought marathons are about film stars adding glam factor to attract the masses and for sponsors to make a lot of moolah. At the event there were a bunch of enthusiasts from 13 to 50 plus all running in the upcoming ‘Airtel Half Delhi Marathon’ to raise funds for various NGOs across India.
Everyone does have a story to share, I heard so many from the students of Deepalaya, an NGO which educates children from the under privileged background. A bunch of their ex-students have now pledged to raise a crore that can go towards educating many more like them. If you have the same sentiments then log on to www.deepalaya.org
There were big corporate profile holders but with the most humble approach in life. There was a man who everyone thought was blind, but I stand corrected he was one of those few in the room with a ‘vision’. The man is George Abraham and to know more about him or his work click http://eyeway.org/adhm2010
You can also log on to http://www.concernindiafoundation.org official NGO partner for the Airtel Half Delhi Marathon. Concern is the gateway organization through which funds raised from the run will be routed to various foundations.
Contribute, volunteer and support a charity because there are many out there who can achieve a lot with a little effort from us. Must I add it is taxfree too