We call this site The Bombay Report because it makes us sound way more credible than we really are. It gives people the impression we’re serious lifestyle journalists who work out of an office in Lower Parel and not just three guys operating out of a seedy pub, one of whom is chained to a railing so he doesn’t run away to join Firstpost. Damn it Derrick the Intern, they’ll never love you like we do! Anyway, somebody in the comments section pointed out that we haven’t actually covered Kurla yet, and technically, Kurla’s part of Bombay, so we took out the most expensive insurance policies we could find, hopped into a rickshaw and set forth into the abyss.
I’ve spent most of my life in Mumbai and the rest of it in denial, but when it comes to Kurla I really didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t even know what place I was going to be covering, or if I’d ever see my family again. I passed dozens of little restaurants and bars, each of which had the potential to be the very best (or very worst) experience of my life, until one caught my eye. It was a bar under a dilapidated Bhojpuri theatre called Sheetal. But that was closed so we went to Cafe Sahil instead.
Cafe Sahil looks like every other small Bombay restaurant, there’s nothing seemingly remarkable about it. It’s almost average to the point of being cliché. It isn’t even worth mentioning if I’m being honest, so I apologise for having wasted your time. The food on the other hand, that’s definitely something you’ll want to know about. It was as excellent as it was filling, even though they served us in courses because they thought we were tourists. Which in their defence, we totally were.
1) Mutton Boneless Hyderabadi
The mutton boneless Hyderabadi was arguably the most filling thing I’ve ever eaten in my life. It was bright green and tasted like spinach soup with a little spring onion thrown into the mix. You could barely even tell it was mutton because they ground it up to point that it was basically just powder. But strangely, I really, really liked it, but I have to confess none of us were able to finish it off; it was just too rich for the likes of us.
2) Chicken Dragon
The chicken dragon is one of the most intimidating things I’ve ever seen in my life. Every foodie, even preted foodies like us, knows things are twice as spicy on the way out as they are on the way in, and anything that red in colour clearly isn’t meant for human consumption. So I was pretty uneasy about having to eat it. But it turns out I was just overreacting and the dragon chicken isn’t really spicy at all; it’s more sour than anything, and pretty crispy too. The chicken’s so soft it practically melts in your mouth which either means they cooked it really well, or not at all. I honestly couldn’t care, I like it either way.
Should you go to Kurla just to visit Cafe Sahil, no; please don’t. It’s a brilliant restaurant and everything but I really wouldn’t recommend going to Kurla to anyone. But if you happen to find yourself in Kurla for reasons beyond your control, you really ought to try it out.