Home-based chefs, where have you been all my li(i-i-i-i)fe?
No, seriously… Where were you?
We, “delhi walas”, have extremely stubborn taste buds and
there’s no compromise when it comes to food, like being served ginger that is
1mm thicker than it’s supposed to be is no less than a sin. Oh, and we don’t
believe other people’s reviews about food either because I mean, what do they
know?
I have this extremely specific flavor for pastas stuck in my
palate and even though Karachi is pretty good with Italian varieties, it lacks
the knack of perfecting a Spaghetti Bolognese or Lasagna.
Unlike my usual self, today I decided to lift my egoistic,
self imposed food standards and order from the most talked about “lasagna girl” in town.
Yes, I jumped on the Maria Khan-Syed bandwagon.
I was guilty of
sending my car later than the time I had promised her, but she was sweet enough
to give me heating instructions. I wasn’t too eager to taste the lasagna
initially to be honest; I had bet it would be like the home/bakery mini “peezas”
served at my first 11 birthdays!
My heart melted at the first look and okay fine, my mouth
did water a bit (read: dog drool). I was able to cut a perfect square piece for
myself without it slopping out of control and bit into my first, still
doubtful, bite. Damn! This isn’t me being all Taylor Swift on food, but I think
that piece of lasagna really was why I had waited all these years – totally
writing a song about it.
The endless cheese oozed out from the layers every time I
cut a bite out and every layer had a different flavorful story to tell. I’m not
lying, this pasta lady really knows her way with the trickiest of flavors. I’m
still staring at the leftovers wondering why my stomach won’t allow just ONE
more bite. I’ve never appreciated minced chicken this much being a
“gosht-khor”.
These ladies are setting a trend - first Saniya’s Khao Suay
and then this masterpiece of a lasagna by the Pasta Factory.
Splendid days beginneth.
Dat cheese tho.
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