Just discovered a nice lil place close to the office that serves
vada pao- fresh pao and crisp wadas with enough garlic to send dracula back to pennsly.. translyvania
shrikhand-puri-batatyacha rassa- good stuff!
sabudanyachi khichadi- decent, but not enough dane (peanuts, not natives of denmark)
sabudana wadas- three thumbs up! crisp outside, fluffy inside and served with sweetened dahi
panha- untried, rumoured to be good
kokum sarbat- good, but not like mother makes it
thalipeeth- crisp and served with plenty of butter. very good indeed.
kulfi-not quite the way i like it
its a little place and you have to stand to eat, which offends my sensibilities. there are lil stools for the sensibilityoffended, but if you sat on one o'them, the table would loom above you and everyone else would eat your sabudana wadas while you flailed about helplessly.
very reasonably priced and the lil pink cheeked owner/ manager rode off for an afternoon nap (i presume) on a luna.
in other news, the coffee machine on our floor was announced to also serve us with tomato soup. its been pouring nothing but hot water since i tried. but seeing as how the coffee there tastes like the hotchoc which tastes like the tea which tastes like the badam milk, lack of soup may be a good thing.
reminds me of the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation's Nutrimatic Machines...when the 'Drink' button is pressed it makes an instant but highly detailed examination of the subject's taste buds, a spectroscopic analysis of the subject's metabolism, and then sends tiny experimental signals down the neural pathways to the taste centres of the subject's brain to see what is likely to be well received. However, no-one knows quite why it does this because it then invariably delivers a cupful of liquid that is almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea.