Last December I met up with some of my Blogger friends at a Mumbai Club. We were meeting at an awkward time – not quite breakfast and not yet lunch. Besides, the girls being poor eaters, preferred to have a cup of coffee or at best, an egg or two.
Looking at the menu, they were intrigued by the “Eggs Kejriwal’ on the menu. What is Eggs Kejriwal, they asked.
To be honest, that was my first reaction too. Kejriwals are known to be vegetarian and having an egg named after a Kejriwal seems a bit incongruous.
A hangover from the days of the Raj, Mumbai’s Clubs have a charm of their own. They have a laid back air about them. With their big open verandahs, uniformed waiters and sometimes stuck up Hall Porters/ Concierge/ Reception staff they have their own unique culture. Some of them have brass bells with which to summon wait staff while others have planter’s chairs to relax in. What all these clubs have in common is a cuisine that unique – almost what you’d get at home but not quite. The Club, therefore, is a great place to grab a bite when you don’t feel like cooking at home without making a hole in your pocket.
How did the Kejriwal come about?
The first time I heard the name was in the Willingdon Club. I was told that this egg got its name from a Mr. Kejriwal who couldn’t eat eggs at home ( I KNEW they were vegetarian) and thus came to the club every day to have his fill of egg.
But he didn’t like the bland British variety that was dished out by the clubs and insisted on having a spicy Indian fried egg that pleased his Indian palate.
On the face of it, this seems a likely story. The only problem is that I’d heard this story in the Royal Bombay Yacht Club, the CCI, The Wodehouse Gymkhana and at the Bombay Gym!
This can only mean:
a) Mr. Kejriwal was a member of all these Mumbai Clubs
b) There was no Mr. Kejriwal but just a cook who cooked up a fanciful name
c) This is just one of those apocryphal yarns that are woven into a city’s lore.
But fanciful or not, this dish is divine.
It consists of a fried egg with a crisp underside draped over a fat slice of buttered toast. With bits of tomato, finely chopped onion, a sprinkling of green chilli and coriander peeping out from the generous helping of melting cheese, could it possibly be anything else?
I can quite understand why Mr. Kejriwal had to have it every day! And I’m sure if you have it, you’d agree too!
It is perfect to wake up to on a wet monsoon morning or on a lazy Sunday.
So if you haven’t had Eggs Kejriwal do grab one somewhere, or better still, make it at home. I use Amul’s regular cheese which melts perfectly on the top but I presume other cheeses will do too!
Do let me know in the comments below if you are tempted to try it out.
A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!
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