Sree Vasari
traders, surrounded by stacks of colourful applams, vadams and spices.
“Seventy varieties in total,” says proprietor M. Bhaskar proudly, “This
is the business of my forefathers.”
Telling us how
the store began as a provisions shop in Kothawal Chavadi “almost 100
years ago,” Bhaskar says he moved to the present premises about 20 years
ago. “Now we import from everywhere: China, Thailand, Indonesia… We
also export to Sri Lanka and Malaysia.” He pulls out a pack of purple
chips. “Tapioca. Thailand. Quarter kilo, Rs. 60.” As we chat, clients
trickle in and out buying everything from noodle packets to cleverly
packaged sachets of herbs and spices. Profits on walk-ins are low, “If I
buy at Rs 31.50, I sell at Rs. 32,” he confides, before getting into an
animated conversation with a customer on how to fry sago vadams
perfectly.
Mirror from Devaraja Mudali Street
Stortten Muthiah Mudali Street is associated with dry fruits, one also get dry fruits from Govindappa Naicken Street, primarily a stretch where light fittings and electrical products are sold.
One turn from Devaraja Mudali street and you’ll end up in Rasappa Chetty Street, where you can buy locks, garden equipment and artfully designed hangers for your swings and, if you are a do-it-yourself hobbyist, drilling machines.
Packets of deep fried farsaan — ghatiya, theplas, khakras, shev, bhakarwadis. Heart attacks waiting to happen but oh-so-delicious. Tall tumblers of lassi and buttermilk. Translucent pethas with their hard crust and soft core. Ream after ream of decorative lace, fancy buttons and embroidered patches. Slippers and bindis and bangles. Embroidered sarees in chiffon, georgette, lace and net are draped around absurdly skinny mannequins. Gold, silver and gemstones. And if you are broke (like me), you can still pick up relatively inexpensive but still attractive jewellery made of copper and coated with gold.
Mirror from Devaraja Mudali Street
Stortten Muthiah Mudali Street is associated with dry fruits, one also get dry fruits from Govindappa Naicken Street, primarily a stretch where light fittings and electrical products are sold.
One turn from Devaraja Mudali street and you’ll end up in Rasappa Chetty Street, where you can buy locks, garden equipment and artfully designed hangers for your swings and, if you are a do-it-yourself hobbyist, drilling machines.
Step
into Mint Street and bring home the flavours of North India
Astrologists and henna artists are a
familiar enough sight at Mint Street, Sowcarpet
At Kamal Chat, a stone’s throw away
from the rakhi shop, you can pick up your ghevar. Laced with sugar syrup
and rabri, it is delicious. lassi, bhel-puri, pav bhaji, badaam milk, jalebis
are dunked into a pan of hot oil, encountering a miasma of warm, gooey
syrupiness that lingers on my tongue long after I finished it.
Packets of deep fried farsaan — ghatiya, theplas, khakras, shev, bhakarwadis. Heart attacks waiting to happen but oh-so-delicious. Tall tumblers of lassi and buttermilk. Translucent pethas with their hard crust and soft core. Ream after ream of decorative lace, fancy buttons and embroidered patches. Slippers and bindis and bangles. Embroidered sarees in chiffon, georgette, lace and net are draped around absurdly skinny mannequins. Gold, silver and gemstones. And if you are broke (like me), you can still pick up relatively inexpensive but still attractive jewellery made of copper and coated with gold.
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