Cracking dinner at Berenjak Borough. This is Persian cooking done with serious soul -- the kind of meal that makes you slow down and pay attention.
Started with warm taftoon bread straight from the tanoor oven, with mast o khiar, kashk e bademjoon, and the black chickpea hummus e khanegi -- each one with its own story and so good we kept scraping the plates. Then the kababs, which are really the headline: Koobideh Kabab (lamb, properly charred and juicy) and Jujeh Kabab (saffron-marinated chicken that fell apart on the fork), served with a tray of grilled tomatoes, peppers and onions on lavash bread. Saffron and white rice with proper tahdig on the side.
A pomegranate-laced Watermelon Shumpine made the meal feel like a celebration. Finished with the legendary Persian sundae -- a tower of saffron ice cream, sohan, halva and date syrup that was a proper grand finale.
But the real magic here is the people. Chef Chandu and his team behind the kabab counter are absolute rockstars -- watching them work the coals while plating mazeh in the same beat is a thing to behold.
Sitting next to the open kitchen while Chef Chandu performed his magic was simply mesmerizing -- Persian cooking as theatre, every kabab hitting the coals with absolute intent. Special shoutout to Teni who looked after us beautifully -- warm, attentive, and clearly proud of what the kitchen is putting out.
We celebrated Chef Chandu's birthday with him sharing dessert at our table -- proper touch, on the house, made the night.
Keep an eye on Chef Chandu. You can see the ambition and the craft -- Middle Eastern-Indian fusion is the natural next chapter for him, and whenever he opens his own place, we'll be first in line.
Definitely recommend Berenjak -- for the food, for the team, and for the genuine hospitality that's getting harder to find. Mention this review for free smiles read more