No chef’s bar, skateboarders and freerunners welcome to apply –
I ate here too! I even ate that white flour flaky parantha. That was 11 years ago. I recognized the place instantly by your picture of the interior with the server.
This jumped up ramp serves the weakest coffee in Kerala, the tea shack next door is the pick, fried dumplings and a sweet, dense, cardoman tea to wash it off your ribs.