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Choko-La

Did I ever tell you about this little secret of mine? I travel often to a city that has a connecting flight through Delhi. But I rarely ever book the connections the airlines give me. What I always do instead is find a flight that leaves me with a couple of hours of roaming time in Delhi. All for this cafe-restaurant called Choko-La.

Set in the sprawling market next to Priya Theatre, Choko-La is a chocoholics heaven. Just like the Harrods Chocolate Bar in London, they sell single origin chocolates that you can drink hot or cold. I always order a hot chocolate that comes in a tall glass of not-too-sweet, milky goodness. While they are getting your chocolate ready, you can stroll over to their baked goodies counter and tell them to warm you a cinnamon roll. Light as air, it's the best cinnamon roll I've eaten anywhere, ever.

Or you can order potato wedges that come with a great aioli. Or a grilled vegetable sandwich.

But remember that these nibbles are just a side show. The star, the chocolate, is what draws me back every single time to my favorite table by the window.

Comments

Spice said…
If it's that good, surely will try to visit in my next trip to delhi...I just love food in delhi......oh,i'm missing it now....
lol..pass me all the information abt delhi..planning for a small trip to Delhi and ofcourse food is the higher priorty for me to taste there..ha ha
Bharti said…
Mm..sounds yummy. I recently tried the hot chocolate at Max brenner in NY and it was outta this world.
Oh man! I so want to go there. Now I've got two reasons - choko-la + purchasing valrhona! :D
Nachiketa said…
Love the place too.....

Cinnamon rolls n Hot Chocolate r my fav... :-)

The Variable - Nachiketa

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