Aslam Dar-ul-Mahi: Fish Done Right
I fear waters and swimming. Yet, I still enjoy visiting lakes and ponds, and eating fish with unreserved enthusiasm. When I left my abode this morning and found to my despair, that the whole sky was chalked in grey, I, unamused, returned to my room without allowing myself the luxury of breakfast. Down with a serious case of the flu, I was confined to my room till I could remain confined no more. Close to one o’clock, when I could not resist my appetite despite my dislike of the fatally cold environment, I concocted a superb plan. To beat the sad and cold weather, I decided to visit Aslam Dar-ul-Mahi and eat some amazing fried fish. My friend had suggested the establishment to me a week back, so kudos. If there is any food known to keep you warm in the winter, it is either fish or chicken. Coffee and tea as beverages assist one in the same end-goal.[divider]C+G Breakdown[/divider]
in a nutshell:
- Fried fish- that’s it!
- Quick! Is that really even that good?
- Solid, satisfying fish
- Low expectations yield high rewards
- Don’t even bother asking for anything else
- NOT family friendly
As I reached the Aslam Dar-ul-Mahi, the impending rain overtook me and I had to run inside before it could catch me with an empty stomach. I went inside and found the hall filled to its mouth, except for a solitary seat in the corner. I sat there like a coward and ordered a half-kilo fish. I was brought a red sauce first, which I did not touch out of pure fear. In few minutes, they brought me my order. Their diligence surprised me. Truth be told, I expected less.
I started with the red, fried skin of the Rohu with my bare hands, and weighed the flavor on my tongue. At first, I was distracted by the rapid flux of people within the hall. Once I got past this distraction, I dove deep into the fish, spiritually connecting with it. One should always be careful with how they eat fish because of the spiky bones. I realized my own mistake when a little shard of bone dug into the insides of my mouth. Mangoes and fish are similar in this regard, I thought. One insists on hurting your mouth while the other stains your clothes. However, once I tasted the inner white and soft matter of fish, I came to terms with the fact that fish has a peculiar flavor which cannot be compared to any other food.
[divider]the final equation[/divider]
At Aslam Dar-ul-Mahi, apart from the satisfying food experience, I found the waiters exceptionally diligent and fast in their work. However, the place was overcrowded because of the structure of the restaurant and a natural demand increase for fish consumption in the winter. I doubt that they cater to families, as halls on both floors were occupied by men alone. Also, they do not serve any other dish apart from fish.
All the same, the place deserves a visit for the sake of fish alone.