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A Culinary Escapade!



We quickly hop off our scooter at Chellas Kitchen as the warm sweet smell of desserts and noisy crackling of fries in the oil drag us to the cafe. We go and our eyes forage for snacks to order on the menu.

 Located right in front of Oak Tree on the OMR, this seems to be a hotspot among desperate dieters to satiate their cravings with healthy options like vegan and gluten-free stuff to snack on.

We are perplexed seeing so many varieties of exotic teas they outnumber the snacks that they are known for.

Our eyes fell upon the Peri-Peri fries, cheese balls and "Fried milk" (what the owner proudly beams at and calls their signature dish). FRIED MILK!? We were blown away at the mention of the delicacy that seems to be the rage among youngsters. We had made up our minds - we had to try it.

Soon the fries and cheese bombs arrive, crackling hot. These make the perfect warm treats for your tastebuds' cravings on a rainy evening.

Though the fries and the seasoning fail to impress us, the peculiar garlic dip gets our tongue tingling, with curious flavours of chopped garlic.

As we ask the customers about their experience, many are self-confessed foodies and love to hang out with friends. Don't let appearances fool you - the cafe might not look all that inviting but the food screams simplicity and uniqueness. It may look like a nondescript setup, but it is anything but that!


 
                                                                                                                        
                                                   
After a while, the star of the menu makes its appearance and we pave way for the much-awaited fried milk, a popular delicacy which involves milk-bread cubes kneaded together coated in breadcrumbs and fried in oil.

The silky milk pudding heaven is beautifully embraced by the crumbly crust. As we bite into it, the delightfully crispy layer crumbles to make way for the dreamy warm milk pudding with hints of cardamom in it and eventually slips down your throat in the most pleasing way. The decadent dessert makes you crave for more, more and more..........even in your dreams.   

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  1. And I am there next time to enjoy the food, especially the fried milk...

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    1. That's great to know ma'am, would love to hear your review! ;)

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