While I was celebrating Christmas in the Philippines (you can read about my exciting trip here), I ate some delicious food at Kashmir, I suddenly had a deja-vu about the indian dinners I used to have with my friends Annette and Morten when they were here in Beijing, I realised how much I miss them, and subsequently I set my sights on going to Indian restaurants more often, given Beijing has plenty of choice!


And I must say I’m pretty proud of myself: in the last month of so I’ve been to Indian restaurants at least once per week, very often dragging there my husband and friends. There is not much to say. I discovered Khajuraho, little gem hidden in Sanlitun SOHO, and now I’m addicted.


The location is super convenient for me, the venue is cozy and relaxed, the manager has a charming smile and he is so attentive. Plus, they even have a maxi screen with no-stop Bollywood music videos. Who on Earth could resist that?


The menu is very rich and diversified: they have salads, soups, snacks (vegetarian and non), tandoor specialities and all the repertoire of Indian cuisine, ranging from lamb skewers to chicken curry. But when I go there I don’t need it. I know exactly what to take – it takes me only one visit to select my favourite dishes: if I’m already happy and satisfied with something, I don’t dare try anything new.


So I would normally order chicken tikka (small pieces of boneless chicken baked in a clay-based oven after marinating in spices and yogurt) and banghain bharta (a vegetarian dish made of minced eggplant, which is grilled over charcoal or direct fire to infuse the dish with a smoky flavour. It is then mashed with fresh cilantro, chili pepper, onion and mustard oil).


The chicken comes in a metal plate on a candle light, to keep it warm. It is so soft that it basically melts in your mouth. The marination in yogurt and spices makes it tasty and savory.


Traditionally, meals in India were eaten while seated either on the floor or on very low stools or cushions. Still today, food is often eaten with the right hand rather than cutlery. Often bread is used to scoop saucy food without allowing it to touch the hand. So I guess it doesn’t make sense to have an Indian meal without ordering naan (leavened flatbread) or roti (unleavened and from wholemeal flour). So every time I end up eating lots of it. It’s just delicious!


Last time we were there, Giorgio ordered some Pista Kulfi, pistachio ice cream – Kulfi has similarities to ice cream in appearance and taste; however it is denser, creamier and less sweet. I didn’t want to try it, but then I thought I owed you, my dear readers, a detailed review… Actually, it was very good, and I think I will include it in my standard order next time I head to Khajuraho!


Ho da poco scoperto un nuovo ristorantino indiano: si chiama Khajuraho, ha un ambiente tranquillo e rilassato, un manager gentilissimo e sempre sorridente, e un chicken tikka delizioso. Per non parlare del baingan bharta, crema di melanzane affumicate, da mangiare con il loro profumatissimo pane. Inutile dire che ormai sono stregata, e ceno qui almeno una volta a settimana, trascinando con me Giorgio e i miei amici!


For the dinner at Khajuraho I was delighted to wear:

Pink sweater and jogging pants: Cos

Loafers: Fausto Santini

Silver necklace: Nanis

Silver key chain: Tiffany & Co.

Silver ring: Furla

Nail color: Chanel Le Vernis 445 lotus rouge


The pictures were taken with my white Sony NEX-5T.

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