Our story, our swaad

We have been friends since we were kids, and for most of that time we talked about starting something of our own. That is a thing people say and mostly do not do.

He is the one who actually did it. He is built to give a job everything he has, so he stopped handing that to someone else and put it into this instead. That is the week it stopped being a conversation and became a kitchen.

I was in my final year, still finishing my degree, so the kitchen and the day to day are his and the website is mine. Neither of us is a chef and we never pretended to be. We hired one. What we decide is the menu, the portions, and what is allowed to leave the kitchen.

He is Punjabi, which is why the menu is. The name came from a domain that was going cheap, and we did not sit around workshopping it. That time went into the food instead, and we would make that trade again.

You can read the rest off the menu. Every gravy comes half or full. Chicken comes in three, six or nine pieces. A tawa roti is fifteen rupees. You price like that when you assume the person ordering is counting, because we were counting too. Nothing goes in the pan before the order does, veg and non-veg have their own stations and utensils, and there is a counter at Shop 28/S-2, Sector 28, RHB Pratap Nagar with somebody standing behind it from eleven in the morning to eleven at night.