Hyman Roth once warned - ‘Never trust a Cabin that doesn’t serve Tea or Coffee’. I disobeyed.
I make no secret of my fancy for things elegantly messy. Das Cabin of Gariahat, so, struck as unsurprisingly as its fabled Mutton Cutlet Afghani. Having waded through a gauche pile of delicious and gingerly gravy made of unpeeled potatoes, peas and some homespun spices, I bit into a crumbed mutton patty that tasted engaging, poised, timeless and chicly sensual - and, all this at a time when only leanness and baring all are touted en vogue. However, a meatier Kobiraji to dig into and surpassing ‘Kosha Mangsho’ gravy as covering tip the scales anytime in favour of Mutton Afghani of Mitra Café as a more yielding choice.
Those that are proudly immune to pointless razzle-dazzle and keep taste above all when it comes to food would particularly take delight in Das Cabin's fare.
Nevertheless, what continued to get my goat was the brazen board broadcasting ‘No Tea Coffee’.
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