THE HYPER-REGIONALITY OF CHINDIAN KHANA
If I had to pick my last meal, it would be an Indian-Chinese buffet that spans India.
If I had to pick my last meal, it would be an Indian-Chinese buffet that spans India.
Eating on the street is fun and entertaining, and it is also rich in narrative, as it is in flavour.
Ice orathi stands on its own because of how it subverts flavour expectations.
I see avocado mash tikkis, and avo-enriched parathas, and sev puris with avocado filling.
Crazy, yes? Complicated? Yes. But was it also what made people flock to their halls, movie after movie, show after show? Hell yes.
Our choices in food and film will always tell us who we are.
Food is personal. It's an intimate act.
A food critic reviews a film.
A screenwriter and film critic fashions a script out of Mumbai's khau gallies.
My team's jaw dropped. How on earth were we to make edible intestines?