Eateries of Dacca in the past.................. It was the - TopicsExpress



          

Eateries of Dacca in the past.................. It was the middle of the fifties. Dacca as it was named then was a small provincial town of 3 lakh people. Dhanmondi had come up but did not stretch far. Even Sobhanbagh did not have much habitation except Maulvi Abdus Sobhan’s property. New Market was a sprawling shopping area among the landmarks of developing Dacca. Dacca Stadium was still under construction when it staged the India-Pakistan Test Match. It was complete when the New Zealand team came. The only prestigious residential hotel was Hotel Shahbagh. The posh eateries of Dacca which the elites attended such as Rex, Kasbah and La Sani, were around Gulistan and Jinnah Avenue. Rex Restaurant at the beginning, in the late forties, was located in a one-storied building at a place near where Gulistan Building stands. The orders were however served in the open space in front of the building. It was owned by a Turkish gentleman who left after 1947 handing over the restaurant to one Mr Ahmed, an employee of the restaurant. He shifted the restaurant to Jinnah Avenue. Paratha-Kebab was the choicest delicacy of Rex. Even the butter toast had an English touch. Liveried bearers served the orders. Rex represented whatever aristocracy the provincial town had. Kasbah Restaurant was located where Jinnah Avenue took a left turn towards GPO Bhilding. La Sani Restaurant was where Agrani Bank’s Bangabandhu Avenue branch stands now. The Gulistan Restaurant was on the far western side of Gulistan Building. The watering holes were at Hotel Shahbagh, Hotel Green, Gulistan Restaurant, Chu Chin Chow Restaurant, Miranda Bar at the then Mukul Cinema (now Azad) and at Deccan Hotel on Nawabpur Road. Near Ramna Bhaban was Salimabad Restaurant, an eatery for people of modest income. One could have a hearty lunch of Rice, Curry and Dal (Lentil soup) for 6 Anna. Incredible! Isn’t it? The first Chinese Restaurant of Dacca, Café China was at Segun Bagicha. Each item fried rice, soup, vegetable cost Rs. 4/-. For open air delicacies there were Khiri Kebab made of cow’s udder, phuchka and Chat or Chatpati sold in the backyard of Gulistan Building. They were mostly run by immigrants from India. The price of most of the items were below Rs 1/-. Not far from Gulistan Building on the other side of the then rail-crossing in Nawabpur Road was Capital Restaurant that specialised in Mughlai Paratha; price was perhaps Rs 1/-. The gentleman shut down his business after 1965 and left for Calcutta. The delicacy gladdened the heart. Delhi Muslim Restaurant started later at Johnson Road near the Court Building operated by a Delhiwallah. It was an all-purpose restaurant catering to the court officials, police personnel and litigants. As you proceeded on there was Savar Boarding in Wiseghat opposite where Star Cinema Hall stood. It was frequented by intellectuals, poets and authors meeting together in ‘Adda’. I remember listening to the reminiscence of Poet Shamsur Rahman about time spent at Savar Boarding. There was another elegant eating place in Wiseghat on the Buckland Bund was Shankar Boarding. It had such a quiet and exclusive ambiance with the panoramic view of the Buriganga River, boats plying, an occasional steamboat or tug boat and playful boys jumping into the river from the height of the Bund. The specialty was fish cutlet served with cutleries wrapped in napkins. On the Patuatuly Road opposite Ahsan Manzil Gate there were two notable sweet meat shops, Sitaram Mistanna Bhandar and Kalachand Gondhobonik. They were the leaders in the trade. But they left Dacca before the sixties. On the Islampur Road there was a popular easting house that reminded of Tales from Arabian Nights. It was in the basement and the only delicacy they served was Morog Polao (Chicken Biriyani). The delicacy was phenomenally popular. Like the ABBA’s song, “who could live without it the songs we sing”, those who lived the time would submit to nostalgia – how could we live without Sainu Pahelwan’s Morog Polao. For One Rupee one could have as much Morog Polao as one could. Dacca was in love with Sainu Pahelwan’s Morog Polao. Another delicacy of Islampur Road was Paglar Glassie – a chunk of fried mutton. It operated from Asheq Lane near Lion Cinema Hall. Towards the west in the heart of Chawk Bazar was Pakistan Hotel. It served breakfast, lunch and dinner. The breakfast contained many items – nan roti, nehari. The other items were puri, doi bundia small pellets of sweet placed in sweetened yoghurt, bhaji, kala jamon (a sweet with burnt black coating) etc. In the early fifties the price was between 8 Annas and Rs 1/-. For lunch and dinner there were fine quality rice, plain biriyani, tehari (rice with smaller pieces of beef, smaller sizes of potato and even peas), kachchi biriyani, morog polao, curry of fish (Hilsha), mutton or chicken. Nearby was Alauddin Halwai — today’s Alauddin Sweetmeat specialising in puri, jilabi and halwas. The eminent personality of Dacca Hakim Habibur Rahman of Chowk Mogaltuli set an illustrious example of hosting breakfast of Paya at his residence. Dastarkhan or floor spread was placed on the floor with decorated badna (water container) and chilumchi (container for spilled over water from hand washing). Hakim Sahab and his guests sat around it. Nan ruti and paya was served. It was a tradition that was Dacca’s own. An eating house that survived the march of time is Haji’s mutton biriyani on Kazi Alauddin Road. It started in late forties or early fifties and still survives. The tradition of Haji’s biriyani is that it is cooked on firewood and the cooking procedure continues. There are two servings one in the morning and one in the evening. In the fifties the price of full plate was 8 Annas (50 paisa). Parcel packages come in oval shaped bowls made of stitched jackfruit leaves with a piece of paper as cover. A city, a town or a settlement speaks of the time it has seen, how it has changed with the time, the people who lived it and how they lived it. It was Dacca. The eating places were a part of its heritage. A journey through it is an acknowledgment that there would not have been a present without the past. (Written by Syed Maqsud Jamil for The Daily Star on Aug 2, 2013)
Posted on: Sun, 20 Jul 2014 11:18:38 +0000

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