NOT SO LONG AGO we were wondering to ourselves: “What might have happened if a young Irani had set up a café in a Godown (warehouse) behind Bombay’s Victoria Terminus, C. 1928?”
Soon after we began to ponder the question, we found ourselves traveling back and forth between Bombay and London, buried deep in archives, lost in obscure back streets, asking directions to forgotten old buildings and blowing the dust off old books.
Several months of building work followed. Many weeks of training new Dishoom-wallas. And eventually, we had the answer. Our big shed had become a living breathing restaurant.
This little stop-motion video documents some of that. Certainly, it made us smile!
