Adventures on Mohammed Ali Road: Finely Chopped in Bohri Mohalla

The walk before the walk We were walking beneath the JJ flyover late last Saturday night, headed to a Finely Chopped food walk in Bohri Mohalla, and we were lost. Jude, our trustworthy driver, had dropped us at the wrong location. We weren’t anywhere near Saifee ambulance stand, the meeting point for the food walk. … Continue reading Adventures on Mohammed Ali Road: Finely Chopped in Bohri Mohalla

In the shadow of the Shiv Sena Bhavan: A Finely Chopped food walk

Indian food has a reputation for being spicy hot. The kind of hot that burns from the moment the food touches your tongue. The kind of hot that lingers—for days. This reputation is not undeserved. Many expats struggle with the heat of Indian food. Inevitably, when I eat Indian, the waiter always asks, "It's spicy. … Continue reading In the shadow of the Shiv Sena Bhavan: A Finely Chopped food walk

G is for aloo gobi

I first had Indian food in the late 1990s while I was a student at Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island. At the time, Providence had a decent variety of Indian restaurants. That's when I discovered aloo gobi (sometimes spelled alu gobi). I loved ordering aloo gobi on Fridays during Lent to observe the American … Continue reading G is for aloo gobi