You are in Pondicherry. Turn north at Pattanikadai junction and you are on West Boulevard. Maybe 50 meters down the road, on the left side of the street, there used to be a movie theater called Navina (I think). Close to it was this little hotel. Don't remember the name. Small frontage, but deep. Remember the hotels of small town Tamil Nadu in the 70s and 80s? Green neon light at the entrance. Also, the large tava upon which the master (the cook) would make podi mash (scrambled eggs), expertly beating out a ringing tattoo with two metal spatulas.Like Pavlov's dog, your digestive juices should be flowing now.
This hotel made the best parotta/mutton kurma that I have tasted. The parottas were small, only a little bigger than iddlis. Soft and redolent with ghee, they would melt in the mouth. The kurma was thick and spicy, with perfectly cooked soft chunks mutton.
This hotel made the best parotta/mutton kurma that I have tasted. The parottas were small, only a little bigger than iddlis. Soft and redolent with ghee, they would melt in the mouth. The kurma was thick and spicy, with perfectly cooked soft chunks mutton.
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