Ok, not another review, you'd say...but yes, a story fyi...
Have been coming to Bagdadi since the 1990 when a plate of Chicken Chilli Fry was Rs. 20 or thereabouts...and the Khameeri's were approx 4-6 bucks a steering wheel...in fact my rock buddies & pals and moi have been loyalists of Bagdadi ever since (as for most of the time, us rockers/metalheads are generally broke and need to eat ravenously at as low a price as possible...bukkhadgiri at the lowest costs).
Few of our bukkhad gang have strayed from the Chilli Chicken to the Chilli Beef, to experience a guilt with no regret euphoria from the tasty nibblets melting in the mouth with minimalistic fat content in it.
All this in a kind-of-dreary, but well-lit setting in the presence of a plethora of foreigners visiting this place (at any time of the day) for its acclaimed food, amid the flurry of our hurried fellow countrymen (and women) who always seem to feel safe in this place due to the reassurance offered by the (once large-sized) currently miniscule, Rules & regulations board, hanging inside this epicurean insitution.
Being into a business in the opposite end of town, I find it quite difficult to get here these days and for most of the time, schedule visits to Bagdadi but more often than not ending up cancelling them...I guess you can call it a grown-up 'Sin'drome.
This happened for the last 4-5 scheduled visit plans, and as the year drew to an end, I felt listless about not striking it off my to-do list for 2011.
I called up my ever-so-loyal-brother-in-arms, my Man-Friday from work, my colleague Sai, that we had to do it before the year ended...JUST coz the year would not be complete!!!
...And we marched off to fill our desires on 31/12/11 to reach there by early noon. I had (to be honest) not travelled by either bus or train the whole of 2011 (and had to do it for fear of becoming a complete and utter bourgee) and decided that it was the only way to do it...and so we did.
We were lucky to get a table to ourselves and a friendly waiter who seemed rather amused at my ordering 2 steering wheels 'running mein'.
2 Chilli Chicken breasts (yes you can ask for them), 1 Beef Chilli plate, and 6 Khameeris later, we gambolled out of the place soaked to the brim, satiated to the core, filled till kingdom come (with space only for a sandwich ice-cream a few corners away near Churchgate Station), smiling endlessly about how good the life seemed...funnily enough feeling rather 'higher' than if we would have consumed a lot of booze instead of the feast at Bagdadi.
PS. A confession...I miss the delicately spiced but divine Beef Tawa Kebabs that Bagdadi used to dish out over a decade ago. (and I'm not even going to bore you all about the rest of the menu which is to say the least brilliant, but we rarely get past the usual fare of the Batter-fried Chilli Chicken, which, oddly enough doesn't seem to be available anywhere else around Mumbai...any suggestions???)