in the beautiful summer of 1985. i landed in new delhi’s connaught place and started my new life as a grown up

life was challenging as expected in every way, one thing was more complicated for a village boy like me

It was food. finding mom’s food was one big issue but biggest of all was getting used to local north indian food

on a boring sunday morning. I was strolling along the street next to my hotel and stopped under regal cinema

I saw a huge crowd outside a food counter and there was  fresh smell of spices, I could see someone making fresh food and another passing them to waiting people on the road

out of hunger and curiosity, I stood there all-day watching people eating with so much fascination and love

I found out, it was the most popular breakfast dish called chana bhature and cost 5 rupees per portion. obviously, I had no money to experiment a new taste on the day

that dish kept me awake all night; i had many imaginations of its sparkling flavors that attracted all those people

I couldn't wait for the day break or the city to wake up properly, after borrowing money from my roommate. I ran towards the cafe and waited for the shop to open

even after 37 long years, I still remember that first bite of chana bhatura, soft bhature was hot and melting away as the spicy aromatic chickpea filled my mouth with innumerable taste sensations

ever since that day, this became my favorite north indian food and my weekend trips to famous chandni chowk for chana bhature was regular for years

years later I was introduced to kartik sweets on cmh road in bangalore by  ganesh, a very popular sunday brunch there with chana batura, so delicious it was

I remember, ganesh and i planned many india trips just to be at karthik sweets on sunday mornings

now you can imagine how much i love chana bature all thru my adult life, though you don’t get it nicely made all the time in many places

am excited to introduce this dish at rasa street for sunday brunch from this week, more than anything i would love to watch people enjoying it like i did those years

lasting memories or taste imaginations of chana batura don’t stop here, i would love to cherish it all my life, probably few more trips to those streets in india

spare a sunday after noon for us, am sure you won't be disappointed at rasa street!