Churma and Rotla in Chetta-land...

And with the summers done, we headed off to the closest we could to home - to Rajasthani Bhojnalaya. I can almost remember our mouths watering at the prospect of having daal-bati and churma (and also from knowing that we didnt have to endure any more GDs and PIs... atleast not for a while)

So packed up in 2 jeeps, we headed off.... (of course, pappu had his share of nakhras... and he got ample airtime ). The journey from the front seat was relishing to say the least. With Dhruv, Upadhyaya, Nikhil and Kalal sahab in the back seat, there wasn't one dull moment. With gems like " Dumb hona toh acchi baat hai " and " A girl is either dumb or single " coupled with Kalal sahab's frustrations at the passers-by (who incidentally were pretty well known to us) we had a roll.

The venue was quite revealing in itself. Holed up in a building that also housed a transporter with a truck almost hiding the entrance. We would never have found it if it weren't for Nikhil and his adventures with the Shah brothers (too bad he wasn't with them today). The guys at the Bhojnalaya were more than happy to see the crowd walk into their small setup. Little did they know what awaited them. With the air of an experienced hand, they set us up on 4 tables in a nice location from where we could watch Guru on a TV that was about the size of my palm. And then came the barrage of noise that seems to follow us everywhere we go. Pappu, Rajesh, Dhruv and Upadhyaya on one table and we knew where it was headed. The onslaught of the choiciest Rajasthani fare dipped and dripping in ghee didnt budge our spirits. We ate and ate until the guys declared that that was all they had... "Bhaisa, Rotla toh nahi haiga.... woh toh khatam ho gya". Not to forget, Pappu even declared Upadhyaya the winner for the eating contest. His culinary conquests are too much to be covered in one post, so i opt out of listing them. In the end, the relish with which we ate the food was evident in the fact that Nikhilesh asked for mattresses and Dhruv and Rajesh couldn't get off their chairs. And, if it weren't for the newly-ziddi Nikhil, we would have even come back without stopping to have either ice-cream or coffee - a first for any outing we've had so far.
What more could one ask from one evening - good homely food and over-the-top entertainment.