Mumbai’s famous Irani café, Leopold, is mentioned in inter-
national tourist guide books. But sadly, other Irani cafés in
the city are not doing well, and many Mumbaikars fear they will
soon vanish from the landscape.
Of the 500 Irani restaurants with their
straight-backed chairs and brun maskas that were an
integral part of the city’s tapestry for over a century, fewer
than 100 remain.
The history of the Irani cafés is
interesting. The search for a better livelihood brought
Zoro-astrian Iranians to India in the late 19th and early 20th
centuries. Aflatoon Shokriy, partner in the landmark
Kyani & Co at Dhobi Talao, recounts a community legend which
the local Iranians believe led to the birth to these eateries.
"When the Iranians first reached Mumbai, they had no money. Many
worked at Parsi homes as domestic help. In the evenings, these
Iranis would meet up and talk about the life they had left
behind for a new life in a stange country. Refreshments would be
served at these meet-ings and chai was a staple. To
reimburse the host for the service, a small amount was paid for
those refreshments. Gradually other people started frequenting
the place and this developed into the traditional Irani café."
Most Irani restaurants are on street corners,
where two roads intersect. This is because the Hin-du business
community deemed the corner locations unlucky. The Iranians
grabbed these locations for a low price.
Initially, the chai at Irani rest-aurants
was served in cups that varied according to the religion of the
customer – pink cups for Christians and Zoroastrians, floral
cups for Hindus and white cups for Muslims. Mahatma Gandhi made
them discontinue the discriminatory practice.
Each Irani restaurant has a list of don’ts
that instructs customers not to comb their hair, discuss
horse-racing or other forms of gambling, sit longer than
necess-ary, order two saucers with one cup of tea (this is done
when two customers wish to share a cup of tea!), etc. None of
these instruc-tions are obeyed or even expected to be obeyed.
Seating arrangements are very liberal at
Irani restaurants. If a chair is vacant at an occupied table, it
is common to see some-one else take that seat. Most rest-aurants
also have what are known as family rooms. These are a row of
tables with screens around each individual table. Here, on
Sundays, you may go with your family. Only customers
accom-panied by women are allowed in family rooms. Outside the
swing door, a little board informs others whether the room is
engaged or vacant. Waiters are not supposed to enter until
summoned.
"Ek brun muska aur ek cutting," is the
most common order at an Irani restaurant in the morning. The
brun is hard-crusted Irani bread (so hard that one has to
dunk it in tea in order to be able to eat it), to which the
waiter applies butter, or maska.
A ‘cutting’ is a cup of tea which is cut in
half. What is generally a five-inch cup is now merely filled up
to two-and-half inches and it costs half the price – three
rupees.
A "fifty-fifty" is when the cup of tea comes
with a small dish. The tea is divided into two, one person has
it from the cup, the other from the dish and they split the
cost.
Maara maari is half-coffee, half- tea,
but the taste of coffee is dominant.
Apart from its usual mava cakes,
mutton pattice, sweet buns, khari biscuits and
fruit cakes, an Irani joint also offers plum cakes.
According to restaurant owner Farhad
Ostavari, the raisins are soaked for a whole month before
being used in the cakes. "The richness of the taste says it
all."
The transformation of South Mumbai by Irani
restaurants was documented by a group of Wil-son College
students in a docu-mentary Aur Irani Chai. Irani cafés
have played a role in films like Ram aur Shyam and
Tezaab. Who can forget Dilip Kumar stuffing his face
with delicacies without a single paisa in his pocket!
But the future is uncertain for these
century-old eateries. "The younger generation is not inter-ested
in managing restaurants. They either migrate or look for jobs."
says Shokriy.
Thus they choose the alterna-tive of
migration to Canada or Australia, leaving the quaintly-named
restaurants – Union Jack, Coronation, Café BBC – to fade from
the map of Mumbai.
– Vinaya Kumar