Delhi's Terrace Garden

Delhi’s Terrace Garden is an isolated garden restaurant amidst a bustling city where you can perfectly spend quality time with your family. The Terrace Garden lies in the heart of city, placed on top of lofty TDI Mall in Rajouri Garden. It is actual a terrace garden sated with seasonal and perennial plants, open spaces and shaded pavilions.

Terrace Garden not a good place to sit and relax but it also immensely satisfied food lovers. The famous succulent lamb dish with tandoori roti and lightly spiced raita is one of the best in Indian restaurants. The restaurant gives special emphasis on fresh foods. Their motto is ‘fresh is nice’. The fish is bought daily and meat is not stocked for more than two days. There are many preparations for both vegetarian and non vegetarian palate. For non vegetarians, the best starters are a mutton concoction called Dahi ki pasliyan, Lagan ki boti, Murg phari chicken and the unique Samundari taj kebab. For vegetarians’ dahi kebab, Bhutte ke kebab and kamal kakri ki chaat are recommended.

The main course consists of many delectable cuisines like Sikandari raan, methi matar malai, paneer mirchi ka salan and nihari gosht. Finishing touch of every Indian cuisine is desserts and Terrace Garden specially takes care of that. There are mouthwatering Rabri and Malpua and if you are little bit bold, go for exotic desert of the restaurant that is Rasgulla served in champagne.

The Terrace Garden also have a well stocked bar to satiate senses of those who think evening is incomplete without some jaunts. If you are just a greenhorn drinker, try Strawberry daiqury cocktail, also try different mocktails served at the lounge.

There are plenty of luscious spaces around where you can relax and linger on the just finished delicious dishes. If you continue to laze around in the sprawling garden, order a cup of herbal tea for the perfect ending. Terrace Garden is notorious for its sticky impression that captures your mind more than your tongue for a long time.

Unforgettable Flavor Of Aminabad

It was a tongue rollicking journey throughout the lanes of Aminabad in Lucknow. We reached Lucknow in the morning and evening we decided to visit famous bazaars of Aminabad. We reached the Kaisarbagh chauraha(crossing road) and parked our car and walk it to the Aminabad through Nazirabad. We were told that market flavor is best savored off its pavements, we preferred to walk.

The place was extremely crowded and stepping into the lanes was like entering a funnel of beehive activity. Nazirabad was once also considered as a part of Aminabad. Witnessing both markets of Nazirabad and Aminabad, I didn’t have any doubt that both share the same legacy. The two sides of the road were lined with big, small and smaller shops, selling everything under the sun. Though we friends were not shopping enthusiasts but abhorrently overwhelmed by the exquisite Lucknow nagras, cane furniture, ubiquitous chikan garments and eyes alarming colorful saris and salwar kameez.

We were more interested to savor the taste of Awadhi cuisines as no trip to Lucknow is complete without sampling some of the local cuisine and Aminabad is good distressingly irresistible place when it comes to food. If you are a kebab fan, there is nothing to hold to back. From galawati, gilafi and kakori kebabs to briyani nihari and kulche, every lane in Aminabad welcomes you with mouth watering cuisines. Across the street were more shops selling sheermal, seekh kebabs and paranthas and not to forget spicy aloo tikki and golgappa chat.

There was nothing better for us to end our food experiments with a sweet. We headed towards much renowned Prakash Kulfi. The rich, creamy and filled with dry fruits, it was impossible for us to settle for one. Next to it was Burma Biscuit Bakery selling unbranded cookies and rows of shops hawking varieties of rewari, gajak and dalmoth.

It was altogether a nice experience but not much pleased with the modernization that was taking its toll of this landmark. There were Baskin Robbin’s ice creams, threatening the existence of Prakash Kulfi. Haldiram and Bikanerwala have given threat to local shopkeepers. But it seemed people were apathetic about everything. It was still remain the old place where muezzin announces namaaz in the neighborhood masjid and the bells at the Hanuman temple ring for the evening arati. We were also indifferent about the development but contented with incredible food and far-fetched traditional aura of the place.