I can’t remember the last time I ate something so delicious I woke up the next morning craving it, but the mutton kothu parotta at Chennai Kings is the best thing I’ve eaten in a long time. It’s torn up bits of parotta (aka paratha) fried with onion, egg, and mutton curry. It’s a deeply unattractive brown lumpy looking thing that tastes like the love child of two of my favorite foods - murtabak and chilaquiles. The parotta bits are big enough that you can appreciate their silky texture, and the soft/chewy texture and sauciness gives it the feel of chow mein. So make that the love child of three of my favorite foods.
Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, because I would eat this every day if I could) I live too far for this to be a regular habit, but I’m definitely willing to go out of my way to eat here. Everything else we tried was good - a fried chicken curry (I didn’t think the frying added much to the dish but the flavors were good), a mixed bhaji, and a mutton curry.
