It's the food we grew up with. The chai our mother boiled twice. The parathas our grandmother flipped on a wood fire, her hands sure and quick. The churi we'd eat on slow Sunday mornings, crumbled warm with jaggery and ghee.

Everything here is cooked the slow way. The parathas are hand-flipped fresh to order. The chai simmers until it's ready, not until the clock says so. And the churi — that's the dish this place is named for, and the one we most want you to try.

What you'll find here is a warm seat, a full plate, and food made like you're family. Come hungry. Stay a while.