Friday, July 25, 2008
what makes your soul sing
In pouring rain, we made it to Haji Ali, past the Masjid and the florists, through the dark, grimy lanes of Tardeo, to seek out the little establishment hidden behind the scaffolding. Hilsa fish steamed to perfection in mustard paste, wrapped in banana leaves, along side some chingri malai curry, mangshor jhol, fresh luchis, and washed down with some single malt. And, of course, there was mishti doi and paan to finish things off.