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.
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.
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