And no, I do not get paid for writing this.
A friend from ol' Engineering college has come down to the city, and yesterday she literally arm-twisted me to take her to Kabab Magic for some Shawarma rolls and grape juice. FYI, Kabab Magic, the chain of roadside Arabic restaurants are quite a regular feature around Bangalore. Now I was not really inclined to travel to this specific restaurant in distant 3rd block Jayanagar, especially since there's a perfectly decent branch of Kabab Magic in JP Nagar, much closer to home. But no, this friend was insistent, her old hostel was nearby and she wanted some memorabilia. And after a particularly hectic day at office, there was only so much arm-twisting that I could take. I relented.
But whatever, I'm digressing. Let me tell you a bit about the shawarma rolls. In Bangalore you would not find too many instances of lamb or cow, and what you mostly get is chicken shawarma. Incidentally, since the bird-flu scare has almost come to pass, I have reverted to meting out the normal treatment to my favourite bird. A large slab of the best parts of the bird is hung on a vertical pole and slowly roasts as the pole is rotated. Now the chef (butcher, fencer, cuisine-artiste, whatever you call him... ), with violent slashes of his rapier, chops off minute bits of this slow-burning slab, collects the shreds and shrapnels and adds some onion to the bits. Now, he takes a smartly folded roomali roti, puts healthy dollops of butter on it, and puts the onioned shrapnels on the roti. The roti is rolled up, and there you go, your rich, unhealthy, delicious shawarma roll is ready.
Take grape juice alongwith. This is a KM special, or so they tell me. Purple-pink, with pieces of grape floating about, it is a genuine delicacy.
Worth every penny. Take my word for it.
A friend from ol' Engineering college has come down to the city, and yesterday she literally arm-twisted me to take her to Kabab Magic for some Shawarma rolls and grape juice. FYI, Kabab Magic, the chain of roadside Arabic restaurants are quite a regular feature around Bangalore. Now I was not really inclined to travel to this specific restaurant in distant 3rd block Jayanagar, especially since there's a perfectly decent branch of Kabab Magic in JP Nagar, much closer to home. But no, this friend was insistent, her old hostel was nearby and she wanted some memorabilia. And after a particularly hectic day at office, there was only so much arm-twisting that I could take. I relented.
But whatever, I'm digressing. Let me tell you a bit about the shawarma rolls. In Bangalore you would not find too many instances of lamb or cow, and what you mostly get is chicken shawarma. Incidentally, since the bird-flu scare has almost come to pass, I have reverted to meting out the normal treatment to my favourite bird. A large slab of the best parts of the bird is hung on a vertical pole and slowly roasts as the pole is rotated. Now the chef (butcher, fencer, cuisine-artiste, whatever you call him... ), with violent slashes of his rapier, chops off minute bits of this slow-burning slab, collects the shreds and shrapnels and adds some onion to the bits. Now, he takes a smartly folded roomali roti, puts healthy dollops of butter on it, and puts the onioned shrapnels on the roti. The roti is rolled up, and there you go, your rich, unhealthy, delicious shawarma roll is ready.
Take grape juice alongwith. This is a KM special, or so they tell me. Purple-pink, with pieces of grape floating about, it is a genuine delicacy.
Worth every penny. Take my word for it.
And this happens to be my dedication to Metroblogging: Bangalore. Do visit.
12 comments:
hola!
If ever I decide to turn into a meat eater, moi will definitely try it out. But the picture in wikipedia is not particularly appealing.
..V :)
Hey V, long time no hear! nice to see you here.
And hmm... I know.... but non-veg food hardly ever looks good anyway. so...
I think non-veg food can look very, very good, thank you. Have you ever seen any of Madhu Menon's pictures?!
http://www.madmanweb.com/gallery/food?page=7
This description was very yum too!
Wow! awesome snaps.
And ok, prawns are excluded.... what better sight could be there than a huge lobster, fried red, on a pristine white plate...
Waah, am getting hungrier by the minute :(
Looks like you got paid for writing this after all! Congrats!
..V :)
Thanks, V. And how I wish I WAS paid....
Izzy it is. She would kill for them.
Yum yum yum.
Mouth watering yum yum.
Izzy it izz...
Memories of madness.
Ah, am all teary eyed.
*stomach rumbles in not-so-quiet-protest*
Mo: Hmm, Izzy was telling me about how you and DV and izzy and the gang used to take permission after the curfew to run over there and pick up the Shawarma, and about the morning walks, and what not.
Apologies for being a little late, but here you go: The Metblogs entry! Hope to see more of this :)
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