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Thursday, May 19, 2022
Ace the Anda: Taste Test of Frisbees
Monday, January 10, 2022
Prima Donna: Taste Test of Donna Deli
(This review appeared in the 10th January 2022 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 17
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Cream Team
Monday, July 26, 2021
Game On
(This review appeared in the 26th July 2021 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 17 https://www.mid-day.com/mumbai-guide/mumbai-food/article/game-on-23184702 )
Friday, November 29, 2019
Coffee and more…
Offering coffee aficionados a range of well-made bean to cup iterations of the beverage, this friendly neighbourhood coffee shop is great for those quick-fix, perk-me-up moments.
By Raul Dias
Sitting snugly sandwiched between a beauty salon and a grocery store on a restaurant-infested stretch like Bandra West’s busy 16th Road, it is very easy to miss Easy Cappuccino’s nondescript storefront at first. It’s only when one’s olfactory senses are treated to the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans, does this new coffee shop assert its presence.
Living up to the first part of its name, everything here is easy and relaxed. Mainly so thanks to its minimal, almost Scandi-chic interiors with plenty of blonde cedar wood and comfortable banquette style seating along one wall. Here one will find none of those in-your-face coffee shop décor tropes like sacks of coffee beans, quirky coffee quote posters etc. It makes up for this visual quietude with an intensely flavourful and robust coffee drinks’ selection of both the hot and cold varieties, along with a few food items.
We start off our inning here with a single shot of the punchy Americano (Rs 190) where the smoky roast of the Arabica bean is amply evident in every satisfying sip. We chase this with an Irish coffee (Rs 140) with a thick head of cream and imbued with the taste of (non-alcoholic) Irish Whiskey syrup. We also call for a frappuccino version of the Irish coffee (Rs 190) that is even better tasting in its cold avatar, coming to our table in a generously proportioned glass that’s filled to the brim with the blended drink.
Interestingly, none of this apparent generosity in portion size is reflected in the food items we sample. Though freshly made (we saw the counter staff whisking the batter) and scrumptious till the last crumb, the quartet of peanut butter topped pancake cassettes (Rs 100) are barely larger than a coin each and had us almost call for more. Restraining ourselves, we instead order a rather overpriced nasty Nutella (yes, that’s the name!) croissant (Rs 160), that’s once again woefully under-endowed, but buttery and soft to the taste. Bursting with the freshness of basil that complements the woodiness of the mushrooms perfectly, our only savoury order of the six-inch basil and mushroom pizza (Rs 195) makes for messy satisfaction.
Back to our afternoon’s raison d’etre i.e. coffee, the cappuccino (Rs 110)—that we request to be made with almond milk (Rs 70 extra)—is another winner with the barista managing to give it a thick foamy head, despite the presence of the notoriously-difficult-to-froth almond milk. We end our caffeine-dominated session with one of Easy Cappuccino’s non-coffee blended drinks in the form of a Jim Jam cheesecake biscuit shake (Rs 190) that takes us back down nostalgia lane when our school tiffin boxes would almost always have the jam-centered biscuits in them.
If like us, well-priced, honest-to-goodness coffee is your scene, then we’d suggest giving this place a whirl soon!
AT: Easy Cappuccino, Shop No. 6, Shiv Asthan Housing Society Ltd., 16th Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 7 am to 9 pm
CALL: 8657393549
By Raul Dias
Sitting snugly sandwiched between a beauty salon and a grocery store on a restaurant-infested stretch like Bandra West’s busy 16th Road, it is very easy to miss Easy Cappuccino’s nondescript storefront at first. It’s only when one’s olfactory senses are treated to the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans, does this new coffee shop assert its presence.
Living up to the first part of its name, everything here is easy and relaxed. Mainly so thanks to its minimal, almost Scandi-chic interiors with plenty of blonde cedar wood and comfortable banquette style seating along one wall. Here one will find none of those in-your-face coffee shop décor tropes like sacks of coffee beans, quirky coffee quote posters etc. It makes up for this visual quietude with an intensely flavourful and robust coffee drinks’ selection of both the hot and cold varieties, along with a few food items.
We start off our inning here with a single shot of the punchy Americano (Rs 190) where the smoky roast of the Arabica bean is amply evident in every satisfying sip. We chase this with an Irish coffee (Rs 140) with a thick head of cream and imbued with the taste of (non-alcoholic) Irish Whiskey syrup. We also call for a frappuccino version of the Irish coffee (Rs 190) that is even better tasting in its cold avatar, coming to our table in a generously proportioned glass that’s filled to the brim with the blended drink.
Interestingly, none of this apparent generosity in portion size is reflected in the food items we sample. Though freshly made (we saw the counter staff whisking the batter) and scrumptious till the last crumb, the quartet of peanut butter topped pancake cassettes (Rs 100) are barely larger than a coin each and had us almost call for more. Restraining ourselves, we instead order a rather overpriced nasty Nutella (yes, that’s the name!) croissant (Rs 160), that’s once again woefully under-endowed, but buttery and soft to the taste. Bursting with the freshness of basil that complements the woodiness of the mushrooms perfectly, our only savoury order of the six-inch basil and mushroom pizza (Rs 195) makes for messy satisfaction.
Back to our afternoon’s raison d’etre i.e. coffee, the cappuccino (Rs 110)—that we request to be made with almond milk (Rs 70 extra)—is another winner with the barista managing to give it a thick foamy head, despite the presence of the notoriously-difficult-to-froth almond milk. We end our caffeine-dominated session with one of Easy Cappuccino’s non-coffee blended drinks in the form of a Jim Jam cheesecake biscuit shake (Rs 190) that takes us back down nostalgia lane when our school tiffin boxes would almost always have the jam-centered biscuits in them.
If like us, well-priced, honest-to-goodness coffee is your scene, then we’d suggest giving this place a whirl soon!
AT: Easy Cappuccino, Shop No. 6, Shiv Asthan Housing Society Ltd., 16th Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 7 am to 9 pm
CALL: 8657393549
(An edited version of this review appeared in the 29th November 2019 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 25 https://m.mid-day.com/articles/full-of-beans/22178185)
Wednesday, November 20, 2019
Flour Power!
While it may not be anything to look at with its uninspired décor and simple appearance, this cozy new Bandra café offers up a menu with some simple fast food staples done right
By Raul Dias
In a dynamic ‘culinaryscape’ like that of Mumbai’s—one that’s constantly being populated by shiny new cafés, each trying to outdo the other in terms of spiffy décor and all exuding a cool, hipster-chic vibe—we very rarely come across those that go against the grain. Speaking of grain, La Farina (which means ‘wheat grain flour’ in Italian) is one such brand new café that reinforces the adage of “never judge a book by its cover” with all its might.
Occupying the same space along Bandra West’s meandering Waroda Road in Ranwar Village that once housed a branch of the very popular Kakori House, this tiny, rather bland-looking café proves that it truly is (and should be!) all about the food. Ignoring the only other ‘company’ we have that afternoon that take the form of a swarm of pesky flies, we settle down at one the al fresco café’s tomato red tables and call for a range of fast food perennials from the rather small and concise menu.
Tough it does take a while to prepare, the La Farina special (Rs 385 for a 12 inch) is a well-priced, delicious pizza. We go for the thin crust regular flour one that comes heaped with a trio of chicken sausage, shrimp and juicy roasted chicken morsels—all enrobed by a light tomato sauce and topped with gooey mozzarella cheese.
The mild mozzarella once again shows up in the ultimate grilled cheese sandwich (Rs 195) that’s served with fries that are sadly of the frozen, store-bought variety and not homemade as we’d have liked. But this does not take away from the fresh burst of flavour the tomato slices and basil leaves lend to the sandwich that is in reality a fresh Caprese salad between two grilled slices of bread.
Served with an interesting range of Middle Eastern torshi-style of pickle made from radish, bell peppers and carrots, the generously stuffed chicken salami sandwich (Rs 205) is worth its weight in gold. A yummy sum of its crisp lettuce, crusty garlic croutons and grilled chicken parts, the Caesar salad with chicken (Rs 225) is another winner.
We wash it all down with a dense vegan shake (Rs 120) made with the nutty-tasting soy milk, with a slight hint of coffee flavour peeking through at the end of each sip. Perfectly straightforward, our cappuccino (Rs 100) comes to the table with a thick foamy top and does its job of perking up our lazy Sunday afternoon well.
While we were first told that their blender was out of order, and hence no blended frozen drinks were available that day, our attentive server made sure to quickly inform us when the kitchen snafu was finally sorted out, that he was ready to serve us our first choice of the crunchy frappe (Rs 130). A tall glass of just-the-right-sweet chocolate milk blended with ice and Oreo biscuits and topped with a whipped cream crown, our frappe is worth the initial stress of uncertainty.
We bookend our afternoon fast food session with another one of La Farina’s thin crust pizzas—the al funghi (Rs 320 for a 12 inch). However, this one disappoints as we miss the generosity in both the sparsely scattered mushroom slices and the barely-there sprinkling of mozzarella cheese we had earlier enjoyed heaps of in the pizza’s non-vegetarian counterpart.
But with a whole lot more hits than misses, our preference scales are clearly tipped in favour of this tiny café that’s big on promise.
AT: La Farina Cafe, 5 Dunhill Apartments, A-Wing, 26 Waroda Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 11 am to 11 pm
CALL: 8070661144, 8070661155
(An edited version of this review appeared in the 20th November 2019 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 21 https://www.mid-day.com/articles/flour-power/22119188)
By Raul Dias
In a dynamic ‘culinaryscape’ like that of Mumbai’s—one that’s constantly being populated by shiny new cafés, each trying to outdo the other in terms of spiffy décor and all exuding a cool, hipster-chic vibe—we very rarely come across those that go against the grain. Speaking of grain, La Farina (which means ‘wheat grain flour’ in Italian) is one such brand new café that reinforces the adage of “never judge a book by its cover” with all its might.
Occupying the same space along Bandra West’s meandering Waroda Road in Ranwar Village that once housed a branch of the very popular Kakori House, this tiny, rather bland-looking café proves that it truly is (and should be!) all about the food. Ignoring the only other ‘company’ we have that afternoon that take the form of a swarm of pesky flies, we settle down at one the al fresco café’s tomato red tables and call for a range of fast food perennials from the rather small and concise menu.
Tough it does take a while to prepare, the La Farina special (Rs 385 for a 12 inch) is a well-priced, delicious pizza. We go for the thin crust regular flour one that comes heaped with a trio of chicken sausage, shrimp and juicy roasted chicken morsels—all enrobed by a light tomato sauce and topped with gooey mozzarella cheese.
The mild mozzarella once again shows up in the ultimate grilled cheese sandwich (Rs 195) that’s served with fries that are sadly of the frozen, store-bought variety and not homemade as we’d have liked. But this does not take away from the fresh burst of flavour the tomato slices and basil leaves lend to the sandwich that is in reality a fresh Caprese salad between two grilled slices of bread.
Served with an interesting range of Middle Eastern torshi-style of pickle made from radish, bell peppers and carrots, the generously stuffed chicken salami sandwich (Rs 205) is worth its weight in gold. A yummy sum of its crisp lettuce, crusty garlic croutons and grilled chicken parts, the Caesar salad with chicken (Rs 225) is another winner.
We wash it all down with a dense vegan shake (Rs 120) made with the nutty-tasting soy milk, with a slight hint of coffee flavour peeking through at the end of each sip. Perfectly straightforward, our cappuccino (Rs 100) comes to the table with a thick foamy top and does its job of perking up our lazy Sunday afternoon well.
While we were first told that their blender was out of order, and hence no blended frozen drinks were available that day, our attentive server made sure to quickly inform us when the kitchen snafu was finally sorted out, that he was ready to serve us our first choice of the crunchy frappe (Rs 130). A tall glass of just-the-right-sweet chocolate milk blended with ice and Oreo biscuits and topped with a whipped cream crown, our frappe is worth the initial stress of uncertainty.
We bookend our afternoon fast food session with another one of La Farina’s thin crust pizzas—the al funghi (Rs 320 for a 12 inch). However, this one disappoints as we miss the generosity in both the sparsely scattered mushroom slices and the barely-there sprinkling of mozzarella cheese we had earlier enjoyed heaps of in the pizza’s non-vegetarian counterpart.
But with a whole lot more hits than misses, our preference scales are clearly tipped in favour of this tiny café that’s big on promise.
AT: La Farina Cafe, 5 Dunhill Apartments, A-Wing, 26 Waroda Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 11 am to 11 pm
CALL: 8070661144, 8070661155
(An edited version of this review appeared in the 20th November 2019 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 21 https://www.mid-day.com/articles/flour-power/22119188)
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Eat, Pray…Repeat
From crashing East Indian food-saturated open houses to the joy of indulging in forbidden fairground classics, childhood memories of wonton gluttony come to the fore on this first day of the annual September Bandra Feast—the crowning glory of the Queen of Mumbai’s suburbs!
By Raul Dias
As you read this, I’m probably dying. Yes, dying in anticipation for an annual Sunday lunch feast of epic proportions that I’m about to indulge in at the home of our dear friends, the Gonsalves family, as I have been doing so since I was a toddler. Their quaint wooden cottage is nestled in the meandering alleyways of the Chuim Gaonthan. The latter, one of the last old East Indian Villages of its kind in the Queen of Mumbai’s suburbs, Bandra. A rare one that hasn’t fallen prey to unscrupulous ‘land sharks’ waiting to raze it to the ground, only to replace it with ugly high-rise apartment blocks.
Bedecked in a thousand twinkling fairy lights, and festooned with colourful banners and streamers, the entire little village will soon erupt into a free-for-all feeding frenzy. For it is on today’s 8th of September Feast of the Nativity of Mary aka. Bandra Feast, when the gaonthan’s generous denizens open up their doors and hearts to all those desirous of some true-blue East Indian nosh.
Some of the most potent food memories of my growing up years have been fertilised by the treats—some approved and most forbidden—that I’d indulge in while attending the Bandra Feast and its fun-filled spin-off, the Bandra Fair. But more on those a little later.
The Back Story
The real saga behind the Bandra Feast begins a few hundred meters away from the Chuim Gaonthan at the Basilica of Our Lady of The Mount overlooking the famous, Bollywood star home-infested neighbourhood of Bandstand. Simply known as Mount Mary’s, this grand, Gothic edifice also plays the greatest role in this “noshtalgic narrative”. It is believed that the church was established in the mid-1700s, soon after an idol of the Virgin Mary was found floating in the waters of the Arabian Sea off the Bandra coast.
Interestingly, this was a few years after a fisherman from the local Koli (as Mumbai’s indigenous East Indian community was called then) had prophesised the finding of said idol. Many subsequent iterations of the church later, the basilica as we know it today was built in 1904. It is since then that the Bandra Feast has been actively celebrated come September every year with copious amounts of food as its lynchpin.
Think Christmas celebrations combined with those of Easter, then multiplied tenfold. That’s how important this feast is to the Catholic East Indians of Bandra. One that goes on for seven whole days, beginning on the Sunday following the 8th of September.
Worms and Beedis
Till I was around 12 or so, I’d never miss an opportunity of going to the Bandra Fair. Mum and Dad would make sure we’d first pay obeisance at the basilica, lighting a candle for whatever we wanted along with making other supplications. Then, we’d descend down the hundred or so stone steps at the eastern side of the church to get to what I believed to be then the best part of the feast—the fair.
The wide stairway would be dotted on either side by vendors selling all sorts of assorted kitschy tat, from fake rubber lizards to soapy bubble dispensers. But my eyes would always be fixed on forbidden sweets like the tapioca flour- and jaggery-based, gnarly, twig-shaped keedio beedios (literally worms and beedis), the sugar-coated peanuts and the luridly coloured slabs of translucent Bombay halwa. Strangely, the only two things that we were ever allowed to indulge in were the pink guava cheese sweets made and sold by a tiny, snow-white haired Goan lady and the jaw-busting sesame chikki from the stall of a well-known store in Lonavala that my father approved of.
Meat Feast
Sweet binge done, we’d exit the steps and make our way down the assorted fair games- and Ferris wheel-flanked Chapel Road towards the dead end of the fair which was always the September Gardens food court held in the grounds of the Mount Carmel Church. Here, we’d eat a few savoury snacks like beef mince-filled potato chops and mutton pan rolls bought off a gaggle of indulgent old aunties manning their tiny food stalls. Then it would be off chez Gonsalves for the legendary lunch feast made up of dishes that reflect the unique hybrid Portuguese-meets-Marathi, East Indian cuisine.
Now, the axis around which most savoury East Indian dishes pivot is the all-important bottle masala. Made from an insanely wide range of spices—with cumin, coriander and chili powders headlining—this mainstay is packed tightly into amber-hued beer bottles and hence its rather intriguing name. And it is this masala, that, along with sautéed onions and slit fresh green chilies, makes the East Indian version of the rich Indo-Portuguese pork stew sorpotel different from its Goan counterpart. The sorpotel—along with two other Bandra Feast staples of the coconut milk-based mutton lonvas and chicken khuddi curry—is best mopped up with crispy, hot fugia balls.
Made from a slurry of flour, yeast, coconut milk and eggs (and named after the Marathi word for balloon—fugga) fugias are the de facto East Indian fried bread no celebration is ever complete without. As a child, I’d waltz right into Aunty Edna Gonsalves’s kitchen to see her create the mini balloons by squeezing the stretchy batter in the web of her hand between the thumb and forefinger and plopping the raw fugias into hot oil to fry till golden perfection was achieved.
But the two most important table toppers at any Bandra Feast have got to be my all-time favourite of the stuffed whole roast suckling pig. And a dish that I hated as a child but have now come to love over the years—the supremely spicy duck moile curry. Both once again made using the ubiquitous bottle masala.
And both, just like all the other East Indian goodies, reflecting that generously divine Bandra Feast vibe!
SUNDAY RECIPE
Mutton Lonvas
INGREDIENTS:
Mutton (cubed, bone in pieces) 500 gms
White pumpkin (peeled and cut into cubes) 500 gms
Garlic (crushed) 8 flakes
Coconut milk 150 ml
Bottle masala 2 tbsp
Tamarind pulp 2 tbsp
Ghee 2 tbsp
Salt ½ tsp
Water 2 cups
METHOD:
1. Par boil the mutton with water and salt and set aside.
2. In a medium sized saucepan heat the ghee on a medium flame and fry the crushed garlic, making sure to not brown it too much.
3. Add the bottle masala to the garlic and fry for a few minutes till fragrant.
4. Add the cubed pumpkin and mutton along with its residual stock and cook for another five to seven minutes, still on medium flame.
5. When the pumpkin is cooked, add the coconut milk and the tamarind pulp. Adjust the salt (if needed) and simmer for a few minutes.
6. Serve hot with fugias or bread rolls.
The Mumbai-based writer and restaurant reviewer is passionate about food, travel and luxury, not necessarily in that order.
(An edited version of this article first appeared in the 8th September 2019 issue of The Hindu newspaper's Sunday Magazine section on page 12 https://www.thehindu.com/life-and-style/food/eat-pray-repeat/article29360830.ece)
By Raul Dias
As you read this, I’m probably dying. Yes, dying in anticipation for an annual Sunday lunch feast of epic proportions that I’m about to indulge in at the home of our dear friends, the Gonsalves family, as I have been doing so since I was a toddler. Their quaint wooden cottage is nestled in the meandering alleyways of the Chuim Gaonthan. The latter, one of the last old East Indian Villages of its kind in the Queen of Mumbai’s suburbs, Bandra. A rare one that hasn’t fallen prey to unscrupulous ‘land sharks’ waiting to raze it to the ground, only to replace it with ugly high-rise apartment blocks.
Bedecked in a thousand twinkling fairy lights, and festooned with colourful banners and streamers, the entire little village will soon erupt into a free-for-all feeding frenzy. For it is on today’s 8th of September Feast of the Nativity of Mary aka. Bandra Feast, when the gaonthan’s generous denizens open up their doors and hearts to all those desirous of some true-blue East Indian nosh.
Some of the most potent food memories of my growing up years have been fertilised by the treats—some approved and most forbidden—that I’d indulge in while attending the Bandra Feast and its fun-filled spin-off, the Bandra Fair. But more on those a little later.
The Back Story
The real saga behind the Bandra Feast begins a few hundred meters away from the Chuim Gaonthan at the Basilica of Our Lady of The Mount overlooking the famous, Bollywood star home-infested neighbourhood of Bandstand. Simply known as Mount Mary’s, this grand, Gothic edifice also plays the greatest role in this “noshtalgic narrative”. It is believed that the church was established in the mid-1700s, soon after an idol of the Virgin Mary was found floating in the waters of the Arabian Sea off the Bandra coast.
Interestingly, this was a few years after a fisherman from the local Koli (as Mumbai’s indigenous East Indian community was called then) had prophesised the finding of said idol. Many subsequent iterations of the church later, the basilica as we know it today was built in 1904. It is since then that the Bandra Feast has been actively celebrated come September every year with copious amounts of food as its lynchpin.
Think Christmas celebrations combined with those of Easter, then multiplied tenfold. That’s how important this feast is to the Catholic East Indians of Bandra. One that goes on for seven whole days, beginning on the Sunday following the 8th of September.
Worms and Beedis
Till I was around 12 or so, I’d never miss an opportunity of going to the Bandra Fair. Mum and Dad would make sure we’d first pay obeisance at the basilica, lighting a candle for whatever we wanted along with making other supplications. Then, we’d descend down the hundred or so stone steps at the eastern side of the church to get to what I believed to be then the best part of the feast—the fair.
The wide stairway would be dotted on either side by vendors selling all sorts of assorted kitschy tat, from fake rubber lizards to soapy bubble dispensers. But my eyes would always be fixed on forbidden sweets like the tapioca flour- and jaggery-based, gnarly, twig-shaped keedio beedios (literally worms and beedis), the sugar-coated peanuts and the luridly coloured slabs of translucent Bombay halwa. Strangely, the only two things that we were ever allowed to indulge in were the pink guava cheese sweets made and sold by a tiny, snow-white haired Goan lady and the jaw-busting sesame chikki from the stall of a well-known store in Lonavala that my father approved of.
Meat Feast
Sweet binge done, we’d exit the steps and make our way down the assorted fair games- and Ferris wheel-flanked Chapel Road towards the dead end of the fair which was always the September Gardens food court held in the grounds of the Mount Carmel Church. Here, we’d eat a few savoury snacks like beef mince-filled potato chops and mutton pan rolls bought off a gaggle of indulgent old aunties manning their tiny food stalls. Then it would be off chez Gonsalves for the legendary lunch feast made up of dishes that reflect the unique hybrid Portuguese-meets-Marathi, East Indian cuisine.
Now, the axis around which most savoury East Indian dishes pivot is the all-important bottle masala. Made from an insanely wide range of spices—with cumin, coriander and chili powders headlining—this mainstay is packed tightly into amber-hued beer bottles and hence its rather intriguing name. And it is this masala, that, along with sautéed onions and slit fresh green chilies, makes the East Indian version of the rich Indo-Portuguese pork stew sorpotel different from its Goan counterpart. The sorpotel—along with two other Bandra Feast staples of the coconut milk-based mutton lonvas and chicken khuddi curry—is best mopped up with crispy, hot fugia balls.
Made from a slurry of flour, yeast, coconut milk and eggs (and named after the Marathi word for balloon—fugga) fugias are the de facto East Indian fried bread no celebration is ever complete without. As a child, I’d waltz right into Aunty Edna Gonsalves’s kitchen to see her create the mini balloons by squeezing the stretchy batter in the web of her hand between the thumb and forefinger and plopping the raw fugias into hot oil to fry till golden perfection was achieved.
But the two most important table toppers at any Bandra Feast have got to be my all-time favourite of the stuffed whole roast suckling pig. And a dish that I hated as a child but have now come to love over the years—the supremely spicy duck moile curry. Both once again made using the ubiquitous bottle masala.
And both, just like all the other East Indian goodies, reflecting that generously divine Bandra Feast vibe!
SUNDAY RECIPE
Mutton Lonvas
INGREDIENTS:
Mutton (cubed, bone in pieces) 500 gms
White pumpkin (peeled and cut into cubes) 500 gms
Garlic (crushed) 8 flakes
Coconut milk 150 ml
Bottle masala 2 tbsp
Tamarind pulp 2 tbsp
Ghee 2 tbsp
Salt ½ tsp
Water 2 cups
METHOD:
1. Par boil the mutton with water and salt and set aside.
2. In a medium sized saucepan heat the ghee on a medium flame and fry the crushed garlic, making sure to not brown it too much.
3. Add the bottle masala to the garlic and fry for a few minutes till fragrant.
4. Add the cubed pumpkin and mutton along with its residual stock and cook for another five to seven minutes, still on medium flame.
5. When the pumpkin is cooked, add the coconut milk and the tamarind pulp. Adjust the salt (if needed) and simmer for a few minutes.
6. Serve hot with fugias or bread rolls.
The Mumbai-based writer and restaurant reviewer is passionate about food, travel and luxury, not necessarily in that order.
(An edited version of this article first appeared in the 8th September 2019 issue of The Hindu newspaper's Sunday Magazine section on page 12 https://www.thehindu.com/life-and-style/food/eat-pray-repeat/article29360830.ece)
Monday, July 29, 2019
Of ‘Elevated’ Evenings!
Exhuding a relaxed, laid-back vibe, and an uncomplicated food and drink menu, this poolside rooftop space is a cool new addition to the Bandra restobar scene.
By Raul Dias
Curious as to the underpinnings of this brand new Bandra restobar’s rather unusual name—Oheka—our pre-visit due diligence yielded to us an interesting insight. An acronym using the first several letters of each part of its creator’s name, Otto Hermann Kahn, Oheka Castle in Long Island, New York is one of the few ‘castles’ in the US built on a truly epic scale.
Back in Mumbai and replacing the popular Amanzi Sky Deck & Bar, the rooftop Oheka is an interesting evening-only space. Nestled in the midst of lush foliage that gives it a relaxed, tropical vibe, the poolside space has a private cabana and a cantilevered transparent deck that seems to ‘float’ over the swimming pool. There is also a lounge area in the main building done up in dark coloured accents.
Being one of the first patrons of the evening, we were offered a choice of seating. We chose the pool deck, where we could see swimmers taking laps below our table, as we sipped on our cocktails. While both our first choices—the sugar free, whisky and lapsang tea smokey Lucifer (Rs 525) and a banana-based riff on a pina colada, the plantains colada (Rs 475)—were disappointingly unavailable, we made do with our second choices.
The spicy and decidedly Thai-flavoured boon-me (Rs 475) was a deliciously tall libation with its white rum, kaffir lime and bird’s eye chili parts shining through. Served in a brandy snifter the whisky- and watermelon-based citron melon slush (Rs 475) was paradoxically both smoky and citrus-y at the same time, making for a ripper of a cocktail.
Brought to our table within minutes of placing our order, the thrash can nachos (Rs 240) were presented beautifully in a tin can that our server dramatically upturned onto the serving plate. A cascade of nacho chips, refried beans, and sour cream all enrobed in a silky cheese sauce ensued. Though we did try our very best to seek out the promised guacamole sauce which seemed to have been missing from the otherwise simple and tasty bar snack.
Our order of the Oheka signature lal maas lamb tacos (Rs 340) had us devouring three generously portioned tacos that were actually mini phulkas with a tangy stuffing of pulled, spicy lamb and raw red onions. Egged on by our server, we gave the parmesan crusted chicken (Rs 410) a go, only to be faced with mixed reactions. While the breaded and flattened fried chicken breast was both tender and juicy, sitting atop a bed of smooth mashed potato and accompanied by a rocket and cherry tomato salad, it was the mushroom sauce that let the dish down. Not only was said sauce criminally salty, but it had also split, resulting in an unappealing, lumpy puddle around the chicken.
And while we’ve already promised ourselves a repeat visit to Oheka soon, we hope the next time round it’s a perfect 10!
AT: Oheka, 3rd floor, C’est La Vie, Near Holy Family Hospital, Hill Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 7 pm to 1.30 am
CALL: 9324029879
By Raul Dias
Curious as to the underpinnings of this brand new Bandra restobar’s rather unusual name—Oheka—our pre-visit due diligence yielded to us an interesting insight. An acronym using the first several letters of each part of its creator’s name, Otto Hermann Kahn, Oheka Castle in Long Island, New York is one of the few ‘castles’ in the US built on a truly epic scale.
Back in Mumbai and replacing the popular Amanzi Sky Deck & Bar, the rooftop Oheka is an interesting evening-only space. Nestled in the midst of lush foliage that gives it a relaxed, tropical vibe, the poolside space has a private cabana and a cantilevered transparent deck that seems to ‘float’ over the swimming pool. There is also a lounge area in the main building done up in dark coloured accents.
Being one of the first patrons of the evening, we were offered a choice of seating. We chose the pool deck, where we could see swimmers taking laps below our table, as we sipped on our cocktails. While both our first choices—the sugar free, whisky and lapsang tea smokey Lucifer (Rs 525) and a banana-based riff on a pina colada, the plantains colada (Rs 475)—were disappointingly unavailable, we made do with our second choices.
The spicy and decidedly Thai-flavoured boon-me (Rs 475) was a deliciously tall libation with its white rum, kaffir lime and bird’s eye chili parts shining through. Served in a brandy snifter the whisky- and watermelon-based citron melon slush (Rs 475) was paradoxically both smoky and citrus-y at the same time, making for a ripper of a cocktail.
Brought to our table within minutes of placing our order, the thrash can nachos (Rs 240) were presented beautifully in a tin can that our server dramatically upturned onto the serving plate. A cascade of nacho chips, refried beans, and sour cream all enrobed in a silky cheese sauce ensued. Though we did try our very best to seek out the promised guacamole sauce which seemed to have been missing from the otherwise simple and tasty bar snack.
Our order of the Oheka signature lal maas lamb tacos (Rs 340) had us devouring three generously portioned tacos that were actually mini phulkas with a tangy stuffing of pulled, spicy lamb and raw red onions. Egged on by our server, we gave the parmesan crusted chicken (Rs 410) a go, only to be faced with mixed reactions. While the breaded and flattened fried chicken breast was both tender and juicy, sitting atop a bed of smooth mashed potato and accompanied by a rocket and cherry tomato salad, it was the mushroom sauce that let the dish down. Not only was said sauce criminally salty, but it had also split, resulting in an unappealing, lumpy puddle around the chicken.
And while we’ve already promised ourselves a repeat visit to Oheka soon, we hope the next time round it’s a perfect 10!
AT: Oheka, 3rd floor, C’est La Vie, Near Holy Family Hospital, Hill Road, Bandra West.
TIME: 7 pm to 1.30 am
CALL: 9324029879
(An edited version of this review appeared in the 29th July 2019 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 21 https://www.mid-day.com/articles/of-elevated-evenings/21437163)
Tuesday, July 2, 2019
Sticky Toffee!
With a hastily put together food menu, coupled with lethargic service, this tiny new Bandra roastery-cum-coffee shop is as forgettable as its lacklustre coffee offerings are.
By Raul Dias
“Can we start off with a coffee with Old Monk flavouring, a hazelnut iced coffee and an elderflower iced tea, please?” we beseech our server enthusiastically. “None of the three are available as we don’t have the flavouring syrups,” shoots back the rather nonplussed server. Maybe we should have paid heed to that as a sign of our impending doom, done an about turn and saved ourselves from an afternoon that was about to get criminally wasted!
Yes, without going into hyperbolic overdrive, we’ve got to say that the three-month-old Toffee is the kind of roastery-cum-coffee shop that you wish would walk the talk. Especially when you have a rather loquacious marketing manager taking earnest efforts to explain to us their “coffee philosophy”. This apparently entails using only premium quality, single-origin Arabica coffee beans from India’s coffee heartland of Chikmagalur in Karnataka and then freshly roasting and grinding it on the café’s premises. But here’s the kicker. Said manager deigned it important to give us this spiel only when after we had revealed our identity as we needed to co-ordinated the photoshoot for this review, post paying our bill.
Prior to that moment, we were royally ignored by the wait staff with no menus proffered when we entered (we had to ask for them) and no options for drinking water presented. In fact, we were never offered any water right through the meal. But that’s just the tip of the proverbial iceberg! Onto the food and drink…
Despite being relatively empty, save for another party of four, our first order took a good half an hour to make it to our table as we sat—surrounded by a swarm of flies—outside the super tiny coffee shop, under an awning that was threating to blow away with every gust of pre-monsoon wind. Our small vanilla latte (Rs 190) had a burnt coffee taste, without even the slightest hint of vanilla, making us wonder if they had perhaps run out of the vanilla syrup as well. Our small machiato (Rs 145) too had that same rancid, burnt mouthfeel. The small sized Belgian chocolate milkshake (Rs 200) had an unpleasant artificial taste with a granular texture. Over diluted and once again lacking any flavour, the cranberry iced tea (Rs 190) was left untouched after a few sips.
Reminding our dining companion of her school days as a boarder, secretly cooking noodles with hot water from the heater in her dorm room, the mag & cheese made with Maggie noodles (Rs 160) tasted just as rushed and hastily made. Ensconced between two slices of stale buns and served with 10 (yes, we counted!) skinny French fries, the plump chicken burger patty (Rs 190) was one of the only things we actually liked, thanks to it being fresh and juicy, with the right amount of seasoning. But far from fresh were the six cheese corn balls (Rs 180) that had a sour aftertaste. Equally terrible was the dry smoked chicken component of the smoked chicken sandwich (Rs 190), as were the rubbery bits of chicken sitting atop the stodgy, 12-inch chicken dominant pizza (Rs 490). Faring a tad better was the perfectly edible chicken salad (Rs 280) with a mint-mustard dressing that served as a ray of hope on the chicken-dominated food menu that needs some serious rethinking. As for those still-unsatiated caffeine cravings, we rushed elsewhere to get our fix!
AT: Shop Number 9, Krishnachandra Road, ONGC Colony, Reclamation, Bandra West.
TIME: 8 am to 11.30 pm
CALL: 7506539555
(This review first appeared on 1st July 2019 in the online edition of the Mid-Day newspaper, India https://www.mid-day.com/articles/sticky-toffee/21265155)
By Raul Dias
“Can we start off with a coffee with Old Monk flavouring, a hazelnut iced coffee and an elderflower iced tea, please?” we beseech our server enthusiastically. “None of the three are available as we don’t have the flavouring syrups,” shoots back the rather nonplussed server. Maybe we should have paid heed to that as a sign of our impending doom, done an about turn and saved ourselves from an afternoon that was about to get criminally wasted!
Yes, without going into hyperbolic overdrive, we’ve got to say that the three-month-old Toffee is the kind of roastery-cum-coffee shop that you wish would walk the talk. Especially when you have a rather loquacious marketing manager taking earnest efforts to explain to us their “coffee philosophy”. This apparently entails using only premium quality, single-origin Arabica coffee beans from India’s coffee heartland of Chikmagalur in Karnataka and then freshly roasting and grinding it on the café’s premises. But here’s the kicker. Said manager deigned it important to give us this spiel only when after we had revealed our identity as we needed to co-ordinated the photoshoot for this review, post paying our bill.
Prior to that moment, we were royally ignored by the wait staff with no menus proffered when we entered (we had to ask for them) and no options for drinking water presented. In fact, we were never offered any water right through the meal. But that’s just the tip of the proverbial iceberg! Onto the food and drink…
Despite being relatively empty, save for another party of four, our first order took a good half an hour to make it to our table as we sat—surrounded by a swarm of flies—outside the super tiny coffee shop, under an awning that was threating to blow away with every gust of pre-monsoon wind. Our small vanilla latte (Rs 190) had a burnt coffee taste, without even the slightest hint of vanilla, making us wonder if they had perhaps run out of the vanilla syrup as well. Our small machiato (Rs 145) too had that same rancid, burnt mouthfeel. The small sized Belgian chocolate milkshake (Rs 200) had an unpleasant artificial taste with a granular texture. Over diluted and once again lacking any flavour, the cranberry iced tea (Rs 190) was left untouched after a few sips.
Reminding our dining companion of her school days as a boarder, secretly cooking noodles with hot water from the heater in her dorm room, the mag & cheese made with Maggie noodles (Rs 160) tasted just as rushed and hastily made. Ensconced between two slices of stale buns and served with 10 (yes, we counted!) skinny French fries, the plump chicken burger patty (Rs 190) was one of the only things we actually liked, thanks to it being fresh and juicy, with the right amount of seasoning. But far from fresh were the six cheese corn balls (Rs 180) that had a sour aftertaste. Equally terrible was the dry smoked chicken component of the smoked chicken sandwich (Rs 190), as were the rubbery bits of chicken sitting atop the stodgy, 12-inch chicken dominant pizza (Rs 490). Faring a tad better was the perfectly edible chicken salad (Rs 280) with a mint-mustard dressing that served as a ray of hope on the chicken-dominated food menu that needs some serious rethinking. As for those still-unsatiated caffeine cravings, we rushed elsewhere to get our fix!
AT: Shop Number 9, Krishnachandra Road, ONGC Colony, Reclamation, Bandra West.
TIME: 8 am to 11.30 pm
CALL: 7506539555
(This review first appeared on 1st July 2019 in the online edition of the Mid-Day newspaper, India https://www.mid-day.com/articles/sticky-toffee/21265155)
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
Soy Story!
The close-to-authentic flavours and generous portions
of some very affordable Pan Asian food more than make up for the rather dull,
uninspiring ambience at this brand new Bandra eatery.
By Raul Dias
Here’s a fair warning for those of us who suffer from
even the mildest form of claustrophobia. Take a deep breath before you enter
this hole-in-the-wall Pan Asian restaurant that sits tightly wedged between a
hair salon and a patisserie on Bandra West’s bustling Pali Naka road. Ignore
the four-table setup in the open-air courtyard and descend into its bowels to
the tiny, basement level dining room where you will find yourself sitting
almost elbow-to-elbow with other diners. And don’t forget to keep the conversation
PG13. For at Soy Pan Asian Kitchen, everyone can hear every single stray word
spoken…and even the odd one whispered!
But for us, what spoke the loudest of all was the food on offer. Not once missing the acute lack of any decent liquid sustenance on the menu (barring the ubiquitous canned cola and ginger ale offerings) we dove straight into the savoury section. Cosily ensconced in a bamboo steamer basket, our six, hefty pork dumplings (Rs 290) were each a juicy burst of umami goodness with the perfect dough to filling ratio. The well-seasoned, panko-crusted Japanese fried chicken tori karake (Rs 250) remined us more of a chicken katsu than a karake which are usually bite sized nuggets as opposed to the sliced breast portion we found on our plate.
Having just returned from the sweltering climes of Bangkok, we were taken straight back to its meandering sois with the very authentic and super reasonably priced som tum papaya salad (Rs190). Tart, sweet and salty—this iteration was packed with all the good things a refreshing Thai papaya salad should have. Falling off-the-bone tender and smothered in a star anise-redolent sauce, the BBQ pork ribs (Rs 390) had just the right amount of smoky flavour, ending with a slight hint of piquant bird eye chili.
Ten (yes, we counted!) plump prawns swimming in a thick Thai red curry (Rs 450) accompanied by the slightly astringent tasting pea aubergines was almost sublime when paired with jasmine rice (Rs 180), making for a memorable main. Though we wish we could have said the same for the cloyingly sweet chicken pad Thai (Rs 260), which although was enough to feed four, was left relatively intact by the end of our meal.
It would perhaps have done the chefs at Soy Pan Asian Kitchen a whole lot of good to use the surplus sugar of the pad Thai in the bland and watery tob tin crop (Rs 150) water chestnuts in coconut milk that seemed like the more reasonable dessert to call for, when compared to the only other one on the menu. We’re talking about the ridiculous priced mango cheese cake slice (Rs 450) that we’d probably order on a day when we’re feeling particularly self-indulgent!
But for us, what spoke the loudest of all was the food on offer. Not once missing the acute lack of any decent liquid sustenance on the menu (barring the ubiquitous canned cola and ginger ale offerings) we dove straight into the savoury section. Cosily ensconced in a bamboo steamer basket, our six, hefty pork dumplings (Rs 290) were each a juicy burst of umami goodness with the perfect dough to filling ratio. The well-seasoned, panko-crusted Japanese fried chicken tori karake (Rs 250) remined us more of a chicken katsu than a karake which are usually bite sized nuggets as opposed to the sliced breast portion we found on our plate.
Having just returned from the sweltering climes of Bangkok, we were taken straight back to its meandering sois with the very authentic and super reasonably priced som tum papaya salad (Rs190). Tart, sweet and salty—this iteration was packed with all the good things a refreshing Thai papaya salad should have. Falling off-the-bone tender and smothered in a star anise-redolent sauce, the BBQ pork ribs (Rs 390) had just the right amount of smoky flavour, ending with a slight hint of piquant bird eye chili.
Ten (yes, we counted!) plump prawns swimming in a thick Thai red curry (Rs 450) accompanied by the slightly astringent tasting pea aubergines was almost sublime when paired with jasmine rice (Rs 180), making for a memorable main. Though we wish we could have said the same for the cloyingly sweet chicken pad Thai (Rs 260), which although was enough to feed four, was left relatively intact by the end of our meal.
It would perhaps have done the chefs at Soy Pan Asian Kitchen a whole lot of good to use the surplus sugar of the pad Thai in the bland and watery tob tin crop (Rs 150) water chestnuts in coconut milk that seemed like the more reasonable dessert to call for, when compared to the only other one on the menu. We’re talking about the ridiculous priced mango cheese cake slice (Rs 450) that we’d probably order on a day when we’re feeling particularly self-indulgent!
TIME:
12pm to 12am
AT: Gasper Enclave CHS, Shop no 3, St. John’s Road, Pali Naka, Bandra West.
CALL: 9619616398
(An edited version of this review appeared in the 7th May 2019 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 22 https://www.mid-day.com/articles/soy-story/20890171)AT: Gasper Enclave CHS, Shop no 3, St. John’s Road, Pali Naka, Bandra West.
CALL: 9619616398
Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Yummy Bite off the Big Apple!
With a menu peppered with tasty American diner-style comfort food, made and presented as close to authentic as possible, Bandra’s New York City Diner is a great, new addition to the city’s casual dining scene.
By Raul Dias
As one of Mumbai’s most well-respected and pioneering restaurateurs, Chef Meldan D’Cunha has always had firm grip on the pulse of the city’s dining habits. The same man who gave us the Mangalorean cuisine-centric Soul Fry (when regional cuisine eateries were still in their embryonic stage!) and then Casa Soul Fry, now brings to Mumbai’s shores an authentic taste of American diner-style comfort food with his latest offering—New York City Diner. Interestingly, this Bandra Reclamation eatery opened just a few days after he shut down his wildly popular restobar, The Local in Fort.
A smallish, cozy space paying homage to all things New York—from the kitschy pop culture posters on the walls to the apple red couch and metallic chairs—this diner exudes a chilled out, relaxed vibe that seems to be attracting the student brigade by the droves. We are told by the manager that the inspiration behind the diner came to Chef Meldan on a recent trip to the US when he went there for his daughter’s wedding and was bowled over by the food truck scene in New York and neighbouring New Jersey.
And so, we take a cue from that and call for an order of the disco fries (Rs 220) that are a New Jersey diner classic. Slathered in a yummy cheese sauce and sprinkled with bits of bacon, olives and BBQ chicken, the generous portion of potato fries makes for a great start. Though described as a single slice on the menu, the jalapeno and basil pizza slice (Rs 150) came to our table cut in three hefty wedges, each one an explosion of molten cheese and herbaceous basil with the piquant-sour hit of pickled jalapeno rounding it off perfectly.
Suitably straightforward, if a tad ho-hum and bland, our cranberry spritzer (Rs 40) was nothing much to talk about, but its buy-one-get-one-free accompanying coconut spritzer (Rs 40) had a unique, creamy coconut-y taste that made it seem more like a milkshake than a carbonated drink. Speaking of milkshakes, the blueberry and jim-jam Manhattan extreme shake (Rs 240) using the insanely delicious berry overload ice cream by Koldplay was worth every paisa…and calorie too!
Perfectly messy, the kind that requires a minimum of five paper napkins to clean up, the lamb sloppy joe (Rs 240) accompanied by a moat of crisp tapioca chips was all the things a great sandwich should be. Gooey, meaty and making for messy satisfaction! Disappointment reared its ugly head with the duo of dry, under-stuffed chicken cafreal buns (Rs 120) that we suspect was a sort of one off ode on the menu to the erstwhile The Local. Totally avoidable.
For mains, we settled for a few diner classics one of which took the form of a plate heaped with biscuits and chicken gravy (Rs 280). A chunky, minced chicken white sauce gravy jazzed up with pepper and nutmeg, slathered over six buttery, crumbly savoury biscuits and topped off with a shredded omelette was one of the best renditions of the southern American dish we’d ever eaten. Another south classic, the shrimps and grits with bacon (Rs 380) was the comforting sum of 7-8 juicy, plump crustaceans cooked with cheese and bacon, sat atop a bed of buttery grits, which is a savoury porridge made from coarsely ground cornmeal, butter and milk, and drizzled with chilli oil to cut through all that richness.
While we’d go back in a heartbeat just for that one single dish, there’s so much more we’d like to try the next time we find ourselves at New York City Diner. Buttermilk fried chicken (Rs 320), we have our eyes on you!
TIME: 11am to 11pm
AT: Shop no. 20, ONGC Colony, Opposite Lilavati Hospital, Reclamation, Bandra West.
CALL: 9820282522
(A shorter, edited version of this review appeared in the 16th October 2018 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 19 https://m.mid-day.com/articles/mumbai-food-american-diner-style-eatery-in-bandra-is-a-crowd-pleaser/19895163)
By Raul Dias
As one of Mumbai’s most well-respected and pioneering restaurateurs, Chef Meldan D’Cunha has always had firm grip on the pulse of the city’s dining habits. The same man who gave us the Mangalorean cuisine-centric Soul Fry (when regional cuisine eateries were still in their embryonic stage!) and then Casa Soul Fry, now brings to Mumbai’s shores an authentic taste of American diner-style comfort food with his latest offering—New York City Diner. Interestingly, this Bandra Reclamation eatery opened just a few days after he shut down his wildly popular restobar, The Local in Fort.
A smallish, cozy space paying homage to all things New York—from the kitschy pop culture posters on the walls to the apple red couch and metallic chairs—this diner exudes a chilled out, relaxed vibe that seems to be attracting the student brigade by the droves. We are told by the manager that the inspiration behind the diner came to Chef Meldan on a recent trip to the US when he went there for his daughter’s wedding and was bowled over by the food truck scene in New York and neighbouring New Jersey.
And so, we take a cue from that and call for an order of the disco fries (Rs 220) that are a New Jersey diner classic. Slathered in a yummy cheese sauce and sprinkled with bits of bacon, olives and BBQ chicken, the generous portion of potato fries makes for a great start. Though described as a single slice on the menu, the jalapeno and basil pizza slice (Rs 150) came to our table cut in three hefty wedges, each one an explosion of molten cheese and herbaceous basil with the piquant-sour hit of pickled jalapeno rounding it off perfectly.
Suitably straightforward, if a tad ho-hum and bland, our cranberry spritzer (Rs 40) was nothing much to talk about, but its buy-one-get-one-free accompanying coconut spritzer (Rs 40) had a unique, creamy coconut-y taste that made it seem more like a milkshake than a carbonated drink. Speaking of milkshakes, the blueberry and jim-jam Manhattan extreme shake (Rs 240) using the insanely delicious berry overload ice cream by Koldplay was worth every paisa…and calorie too!
Perfectly messy, the kind that requires a minimum of five paper napkins to clean up, the lamb sloppy joe (Rs 240) accompanied by a moat of crisp tapioca chips was all the things a great sandwich should be. Gooey, meaty and making for messy satisfaction! Disappointment reared its ugly head with the duo of dry, under-stuffed chicken cafreal buns (Rs 120) that we suspect was a sort of one off ode on the menu to the erstwhile The Local. Totally avoidable.
For mains, we settled for a few diner classics one of which took the form of a plate heaped with biscuits and chicken gravy (Rs 280). A chunky, minced chicken white sauce gravy jazzed up with pepper and nutmeg, slathered over six buttery, crumbly savoury biscuits and topped off with a shredded omelette was one of the best renditions of the southern American dish we’d ever eaten. Another south classic, the shrimps and grits with bacon (Rs 380) was the comforting sum of 7-8 juicy, plump crustaceans cooked with cheese and bacon, sat atop a bed of buttery grits, which is a savoury porridge made from coarsely ground cornmeal, butter and milk, and drizzled with chilli oil to cut through all that richness.
While we’d go back in a heartbeat just for that one single dish, there’s so much more we’d like to try the next time we find ourselves at New York City Diner. Buttermilk fried chicken (Rs 320), we have our eyes on you!
TIME: 11am to 11pm
AT: Shop no. 20, ONGC Colony, Opposite Lilavati Hospital, Reclamation, Bandra West.
CALL: 9820282522
(A shorter, edited version of this review appeared in the 16th October 2018 issue of the Mid-Day newspaper, India on page 19 https://m.mid-day.com/articles/mumbai-food-american-diner-style-eatery-in-bandra-is-a-crowd-pleaser/19895163)
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