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The berry pulav is the whole reason: sweet-tart barberries over spiced mutton. Cash only, lunch only, shut Sundays.
The berry pulav is the whole reason: sweet-tart barberries over spiced mutton. Cash only, lunch only, shut Sundays.
Parsi home food without the home. Dhansak only on weekends, sali boti any day. Tiny, always full, worth the wait.
One of the last real Irani cafes. Bun maska dunked in sweet chai, keema if you're hungry. Come to sit, not to rush.
The vada pav every other one is measured against. That dry garlic chutney, eaten standing by Kirti College. The one.
The suburbs' answer to Ashok, right by Mithibai. Vada pav or the toasted sandwich, both do the job. A Parle classic.
Pav bhaji under more butter than you'll admit to, since 1966. Ask for extra amul and watch them not blink.
Matunga's South Indian anchor. The filter coffee alone earns the trip, the rava dosa seals it. Weekend queues are real.
Ask a Mumbaikar where to eat fish, this is the first word out. The Bombay duck fry is a religious thing. Go hungry.
Cramped Fort bylane, worth every elbow. The butter garlic crab is what people fly in for. Book ahead, wear the bib.
No view, no vibe, just honest Goan-Malvani seafood off the highway. The fish thali, solkadhi and all. Cheap and real.
Since 1923, and the nalli nihari is why. Slow-cooked mutton shank, soft roti, the Chicken Sanju Baba if you're brave.
The 1am answer behind the Taj. Smoky seekh kebab rolls out of a lane stall, to a crowd that never thins. Essential.
The Gujarati thali all others are judged against, since 1945. Endless refills, undhiyu in season. Come starving.
Award-winning misal that earns the fuss, plus the puran poli aunties queue for. Chase it with a cold piyush.
An ice cream slab pressed between two thin wafers, over a counter unchanged in decades. Pure Bombay childhood.
The Marine Drive counter that runs past midnight. Falooda on the seafront wall while Bombay refuses to sleep.
The great Colaba dive, dim and cheap and come-as-you-are, behind the Taj. The Mangalorean plates hold up.
That's vouch's taste. Yours is worth a home too.
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