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Showing posts with label mumbai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mumbai. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

satiation episode 1

we live to eat!
will try and do a few food blogs. hopefully this is just the first of many.

four days back, while i was in mumbai for the latest episode of 'weekend @ mumbai' series (the best way to unwind, explode and combust, all together, without burning a hole in the pocket), with the most gracious hosts swati j sharma(aka moto) and vijay sharma(aka v) (my sis and bro in law :P ), i was given the option of re-trying japanese food.
let me tell you, i had tried the sushi/maki-roll at busaba, colaba a few months back, and found it interesting. but i didn't really appreciate the relatively under seasoned taste and also where this cold, damp and bland food was coming from. not that i have been to japan (i love their architecture) in the interim, and met these rigid, efficient, righteous people, who have the most peculiar way of expressing things. but i was game to explore it further.
we arrived at kofuku, bandra for lunch. koufuku in japanese might mean hapiness or welfare (source not certain). i left all the ordering to moto and v, letting them take the trouble. first on the list was a pot of masumi sake, philadelphia maki roll, pork gyouza, shrimp tempura maki roll and kakuni (braised pork). if any one was wondering why i didn't order on my own, hopefully that query is answered. the sake was served in small cups, cold. it was light and pleasant, little dry and a mix of acidic and sweet. the aftertaste was good. first to be served were the maki-rolls. we mixed our wasabi and soy sauce and dipped the rolls in them. the acidity from the soy and sting from wasabi is the first to hit you, but disappears soon enough. then the cold and subtle flavours of the sushi rice, shrimp/salmon and nori fill your mouth. it is all very different from the normal fare of other cuisines, and it was good. the temperature and texture of the dish are unusual to say the least. the pork gyouza was basically a dim sum. it was also yum, spicy if you add the condiments available on the table. the kicker though was the pork kakuni! easily the best dish of the day, tender, mouth melting pork belly that can be had with chopsticks (i can't though). this was divine, and heavy. the sake had by now permeated within our blood supply. we ordered the bulgogi korean style and japanese curry rice with pork for mains. the dishes turned out to be good and carried the flavours that the appetizers had developed. we were left fulfilled and with a surprisingly satiated feeling with the whole experience, the whole process had put us at ease, calmed us down and then pampered us thoroughly. of course my hosts were not done, we walked into the opposite building and had 1 hour massage sessions. koufuku!

three days back, along with my hosts, my eldest cousin bobby dada, mallika vaini and their son anish and neha akka, next to youngest in the group (no points for guessing who the youngest is. but i remind you that age is just a number, especially since i turned 30 recently), a get together was planned. the restaurant was already identified by mallika, as the meeting joint imbiss, colaba, a german eatery. imbiss in german means snack. there is an imbiss in bandra too, but we skipped it. maybe because we love to go to town on a weekend, or because they serve no alcohol at bandra. i guess it was the former reason. ;)
i had done this cursory google search and was already salivating with the idea of a hardcore non vegetarian place with a variety of meats. in my city indore, non veg for most of the people starts and ends at chicken and mutton. hence the supply for more exotic food eludes me and is only partially fulfilled, when the hosts in this article fly down to indore with bacon and other frozen porkies.

the writing is on the wall @ imbiss, colaba.
here is what we ordered:
starters:
signature sausage platter
meat platter
pork spare ribs (2 plates)
pork cake starters
salad:
spicy sausage and cheese salad
drinks:
beer pints
gin and tonic
main course:
beef roast
pork roast
chorizo rice
kassler
ham slice with brown gravy
grilled pork tenderloin

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and the food was awesome. the pork spare ribs were demolished in minutes. the meat was tender and falling off the bones. the gravy was yummy. the pork sausages were great, chicken ones average. the meat platter was smoked well and good to taste. the pork cakes were fried well but were a little bit salty. everyone had a bit of the salad, just as an eye wash/feel less guilt option, it was okay.
the main course kept coming in groups of two, hence we all tasted all the dishes. it gets a bit confusing to describe all the dishes. we had our share of meaty, slow roasted, fatty, barbecued, tender, chewy and grilled meat (i may have missed a few adjectives). the rice was spicy and delicious. all the portions were very generous, and the pricing was surprisingly affordable. also, no wonder the germans have so much beer, cause it really washes down well with the food. we were full, in our tummy and in the mind. all in all a wonderful experience, highly recommended to all meat lovers. in spite of a valiant effort by bobby dada to try and finish off all the food, we had to pack a bit of it. not just imbiss(es) (snacks) but we had more like a full whole course meal. dish of the meal was split between the pork spare ribs and the chorizo rice. but animal of the day was surely porky the pig. pork rules!! stopping at marine drive and having naturals ice cream was the perfect finishing touch to the trip.

a few other foodie mentions, gorged, while in mumbai. the chicken sandwich at candies, pali hill, always in short supply. the melt in your mouth, red velvet cream cheese cup cake, at lsd(love sugar dough), khar west. the soothing cinnamon coffee at coffee bean and tea leaf, juhu, although the deserts weren't great there. had a very late lunch at silver beach cafe in juhu, which was very good too.

and a special mention to the the pancakes with maple syrup and scrambled egg that moto prepared for breakfast one day. 'greasy' food cures hangovers fast.
three days in mumbai, an absolute treat to my gastronomic desires! thank you hosts!

satiation to the fullest.

Wednesday, 17 August 2011

heading into town

mumbai infuses motion in the mind >> coming from my native city to this behemoth during vacations at school, i experienced the 'local train' first hand. standing at the door of a moderately occupied coach as the rhythmic clatter of the wheels filled my ears and the evening sea breeze permeated the humid sun, i dwelt upon the 'greater purpose' of life. the pursuit of man for mere survival stood along side the pursuit of glory.

the giant city has immense movement patterns >> not that the grid doesn't lock up, in fact it comes to a standstill with amazing swiss like precision. the patterns collide at will and stagnate. on the expressways, the potholes and bottlenecks add no more to the rush hour than the lane changing and unpredictable driving. alas we indians carry on cursing each other and always wondering why the other lanes are moving fast.

was in mumbai recently and was heading into town. the skyline visible from reclamation on the western expressway is quiet breathtaking, and i agree with my cousin that it definitely is better than the famed skyline at marine drive. the bandra-worli sea link was a pleasure and so were the traffic cops checking for speeding on the link even on a sunday. but the fate of the original plan for the link remains in the balance, possibly forever. it was conceived to go further than the bottleneck at worli all the way to marine drive. with unprecedented cost escalations for getting up till worli, only time will tell if exemplary dedication and motivation(?) can get it any further in the near future. mumbai trans harbour link better watch out!
the delay(if i may call it) did help in refreshing landmarks, albeit with stunning new additions. a worli sea face penthouse would be a pleasure to own. a bright yellow ducati gleamed inside its showroom, haji ali dargah was seen at high and low tide. then came the big daddy of new landmarks. was on dr gopal rao deshmukh marg (a.k.a pedder road) and my vision is filled by a monstrosity. antilia, home for 6, as high as a 60 floor tower but having only 27, believed to have cost 1 to 2 billion US dollars(as if there ain't much of a difference there), 4 lakh sqft of living space, assaulted my view. you can see glimpses from the sea link itself and it is a sight to behold closer up. we can debate on the capitalism/socialism aspect forever, as we can about the building being an eyesore/marvel, the fact is that it stands there alright. maybe capitalism is the best way out, but it should be coupled with some moral initiatives. they have to come from within. i work for myself and i earn money for myself, who am i to question mukesh for what he does with his money. how much will i need to earn before i start helping others i cant really say at this age and time. 

a little further stands kanchanjunga towers, a charles correa masterpiece. completed in the eighties the tower, a personal favorite of mine, houses 28 luxury apartments. there are a variety of units and the sectional changes within the apartments are a delight to study. the garden verandahs among other features sheild the tower from mumbai's relentless weather very effectively. i have heard that owners of the apartments have a hard time selling their much loved homes and moving somewhere else. why was this correa's only high rise project in the city? why did others not try and continue/evolve the design? because everywhere else in the city, the template for new residential high rises remains more or less the same, with maximum exploitation of space the foremost priority, glorified facades the norm and sustainable design being irrelevant.
has the contemporary(antilia) gone downhill after the modern(kanchanjunga)?

getting into hardcore 'town' is an automatic mood up-lifter. nostalgia, the colonial charm, the skyscrapers, marine drive, the maidans, the bullet hole still preserved at cafe leopold from 26/11, kala ghoda and everything else makes it a memorable experience. not to forget the gleaming black porsche 911 carrera that had heads turning. was at the garware club house for lunch with family, the same compound as the refurbished wankhede stadium and i couldn't help feel immense pride. not long ago at this very place mr dhoni hit a smashing six to deliver the world cup to india.