Malai Pav

Its about Malaipav. I had one about half an hour back.
Malaipav is nothing great. Sugar layer is put on cream separated from fresh milk and served in soccer. With it, set of two hard to break and hard to bite bread, 'Kadakpav'.Malaipav has time dimension which turns it in a kind of thrilling food. There are lot many other things that adds to it and make it a memorable event.
first thing first, malaipav is served at 3.30 in the morning and stocks are vanished if you reach there at 4.30 am. So there are always 20 men, all who are up throughout the night, gathered near entrance of the shop. then comes a pair of servant and owner, owner always in his stripe night dress, supposedly he has 5 of same pattern, and owner joins group of youngster while servant opens the shop with no hurry. there are few people already inside and they have arranged dishes, prepared few other delicacies like payapav, khima and chicken.
once shop is opened, all people waiting outside run towards shop, even owner. then owner grabs his place near entrance, which is opened to allow just one entry at a time. suddenly place is filled with shouts, fumes and noises of plates, empty and full. kitchen is same for last years, tea pot is of the sort which is easily considered to be antique and service is no doubt prompt, you order and one sitting next to you get served. People come in group and mingle with other groups involuntarily. Hot gravy is served as per demand and you get small drops of that delicious gravy on tiny exposure of your leg skin, between your trouser and sandal and you are sure, its pretty hot. No sorry, No argument, offer document is carefully read before entering.
this shop is situated in Muslim dominated part of the city. however Malaipav and other dishes are secular. there is evident voraciousness in everybody who eats there and it is not ugly. A night reaches a good, fulfilled end with Malaipav. I don't know what these coinsours do after they leave shop. But they must not be sleeping. What I and my friends often do is to take a walk around, walk through empty and somnolent streets, there is nothing to talk about, eyelids are heavy and stomach is full.
I heard about Malaipav from my school. It is kind of teenage legend to boast about visit to Malaipav shop. When I visited first I was expecting some well prepared dish, but I loved the simplest preparation of Malaipav.
Every city has such places, I guess which farm kind of folklore of that city. there are late night tea vendors, burjipav, Paan shops and Malaipav. This makes night worth wasting. Crucial is hour before shop opens, Malaipav shop, around 2.30. you will feel sleepy, feel like there is no point in eating Malaipav when it is just cream and sugar and bread, there is point in waking up on time and everything else which is fine and perfect. Keep yourself up, your home doesn't have such ambiance, you don't really mix cream with sugar and eat with bread loafs, waking up early morning is what most people do most of the days, and more importantly, you will be proud when next day, when your friends ask you reason of swollen eyes, you will have answer and that is too, sugarcoated Malaipav.