Weekends are fascinating and it’s not always that we end a friday at 5 pm from the office! Thats exactly what I did today when I decided to accompany Randhir to a baker shop at Grant Road called B. Meherwan & Co. (estd. 1914 & not kidding). Mom used to bring their famous Mawa cakes for me when I was a kid. Now the adult in me decided to explore the place all by himself :)

So here we were seated inside the bakery….well actually an Irani hotel and I was starving. The waiters seemed least bothered to look at us. The interiors of the hotel were very disappointing; as if they hadn’t been looked after ever since it they were set up. Amidst some suspicious glances by the fellow eaters, we ordered “2 plate khari and a Dukes Raspberry drink”. The waiter must’ve almost died hearing this. He would have been franctically looking for a photographer to capture these two great souls who have ordered such an “outstanding” combination of snacks. Wasn’t Khari supposed to be “married” with tea or coffee? & the Raspberry drink would have suited “Ms Idli Sambar” pretty much! We had a good laugh ourselves :D One must have a knack of serious humour to try such things out in real life.

The cakes were anything but good. The mawa version had sold out but their fruit cousins were still there. Their open display on the counter rack, with the flies having an aerial view turned Randhir off but not me :D I bought a plum cake which was, of course, wrapped in plastic.

My first experience at an Irani hotel was worth remembering. May the khari and raspberry have a wonderful time forever :D