This is one of them.
In Mumbai, in a tourist-encrusted corner, a man (Ananda Solomon) is trying to make classically home-down cuisine from the coastal regions of Maharashtra.
He has women (yes, women - there are no males traditionally!) come in every morning to grind the spices the ol'-fashioned way using a mortar and pestle.
The results speak for themselves.
Is it expensive? Yes, it is. But attention to detail always is.
The CC (who's a cheapskate at heart) will happily pay out for a meal of this anal-retentive detail every single time!
Yes, this is seafood-oriented (as a true coastal cuisine would be) but if you are vegetarian, just tell the chef to make whatever pleases him, and he will deliver. The coastal regions have vegetarian traditions too. This is India where every goddamn place has a "traditional" vegetarian tradition!!!
(There were a buncha Gujarati losers on the adjacent table who made their way into one of the great restaurants of all time, and ordered mundane crap. It was extraordinarily painful to watch. These money-grubbin' ass-monkeys were, quite literally, not aware of their own culture. The chef, who attended them personally, was a masterpiece of Japanese emotion — inwardly seething while outwardly polite.)
On a more positive note, the squid was ethereal, and the dessert (jackfruit, not very sweet) was so divine that the CC who normally doesn't like dessert would eat it by the bucketful.
This is the food that gods themselves would desire!
Konkan Café.
(Mumbai, India)
2 comments:
I *love* sol kadhi. Why does it have so few takers?
The color seems "unnatural".
Plus, it has a very aggressive contradictory flavor profile.
It's starts out as soothing but morphs into both sour and fiery.
Heck, more for us, as they say! :)
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