HAZI BIRYANI

The tail forming in front of the green light every day testifies to the vitality of this institution. Here, no map, because the restaurant serves a single dish: biryani of sheep. It is cooked in huge white iron dishes that emit enchanting fragrances. Served in pata pata, like bowls molded into a brown foliage, you can't do more traditional. Naturally, the biryani is eaten with the right hand, and the boss is not upset. You must first squeeze green lemon over your plate before diving in. The room, tiny and filthy, has only a few tables. Take the first place available, even if the table is already busy. And raise the camp, barely your last swallow bite. Here, we are not trailing at the table.