All was quiet outside the bubble….
….as we set off on our mission.
The idea was to have a plate or two of chicken kebabs before the next place on our hit list, Sialkot Milk Centre in Bahadurabad…..to give their falooda a shot.
So, under the pass, and over the bridge once again, veering off to Shara e Faisal this time and turning left to pass through Sindhi Muslim Society.
Amu is not a chicken kebab person and she was starving so we first made a stop at, you guessed it….
Tariq Road was, as usual, full of crazy thoughtless drivers so Huz had to drive with all his attention on the road. We traversed the entire length and crossed over into Bahadurabad from a parallel road, munching on hot fries stolen from Amu.
Finally we reached the place we were aiming for. Zameer Ansari. Quite well known apparently, but we had never eaten here before.
We parked in a spot close by and decided against sitting inside the restaurant or outside on one of the many tables and chairs laid out for customers. A waiter turned up at our window and we asked him to get us a plate of Chicken Malai, a plate of Chicken Boti and a couple of parathas to go with. Before long, he returned bearing a greasy tray of goodies….
(We must remember to get our own tray for the next such expedition)
The food was incredible. Huz and I were on cloud 9 as we munched our way through the plates of kebab, and it seems our loyalty to Ghaffar (Delhi Mercantile) has been dealt a big shove by Zameer Ansari (Bahadurabad). Tsk.
And now we come to the next thing on the list. Dessert! Onwards to Sialkot Milk Centre, reputedly one of the best places to have a milkshake. We made a U-turn and drove back down the road we had come, parked at the roundabout and once again, a waiter turned up at our window asking what we’d like.
‘Do falooda.’ said Huz and I in unison.
And the quest continues….