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PARSI DELIGHTS IN DELHI

Parsi food in Delhi? We were as shocked as anyone!

Now, to be fair, I’ve never really taken a fancy to Parsi food even though I was living in close vicinities to Mumbai’s most popular Parsi joints. So it is ironic that it’s here, in Delhi, that I have come to love and enjoy its unique flavour.

The Bagli Kitchen that serves out of Delhi’s Parsi Anjuman is the place to be if you want to savour dhansak, sali chicken or patra ni macchi. And thanks to our visiting Parsi friend (who is soon to become a resident of Delhi), we were all given a chance to sample some of the best food I have ever had recently.

The Parsi Anjuman is an institution meant to provide residence to travelling Parsis. However, anyone is welcome to come dine at the common dining area provided they make prior reservations. Pick up the phone, chat with the ever sweet Mrs Bagli, make a reservation and you’re good to go!



Dinner starts at 8 and like hungry souls, we were sitting at the table dwindling our fingers, ready to pounce upon the food. First came the patra ni macchi, which is honestly unlike any fish I have every had. The taste was rich and the smell heady. It took us a second to polish off the first course.


Then entered the sali chicken, dhansak with mutton croquettes, brown rice and soft thin rotis. The sali chicken is unlike anything I have ever had and most definitely my favourite. Rich gravy giving way to crunchy sali—what more could one ask for? The dhansak was great too and a hit amongst everyone. I couldn’t decide between polishing of the mutton croquettes or the chicken, so I opted to stuff myself and finish both. The portions are ginormous and difficult to finish. We packed half of it and were happily feasting on the meal for the next two days.



The meal ended on a sweet note with the malai kulfi. And even though we were full to the brim, there was no way we could let the awesome dessert pass us by!

The entire meal cost us Rs 2700 for five, which considering the variety and the portions was a pretty good deal.

We ended the evening by saying our goodbyes to Mrs Bagli, and I walked back to the car I felt happy that I discovered a hidden filch in the city.   
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