Tiffin Wala

While I watch our Chef prepare the home cooked style food for Tiffin Wala Indian restaurant and Take Away I am reminded of the scent of the spices that I used to wake up to every morning. I was bought up in neighbourhood of Tiffin Wala’s where all the mothers used to prepare home cooked food and put it into small aluminum containers. Then with impeccable timing, the doorbell would ring. And young men wearing a cap, now synonymous with the Tiffin Wala’s of India and Bangladesh would step inside, collect the packed lunch, leg it down 5 flights of stairs, and attach the tiffin boxes to their Phoenix bicycle’s. They would then speed off across the crowded streets and vanish through the scrum of rickshaws.