We love celebrating Bombay's big festivals. We've run a halal street food event in a Shoreditch warehouse for Eid, we've celebrated Diwali with Qawalli and for the past few years we've brought Christmas carols to King's Cross. Combining food and culture to bring people together is very much at the heart of what we do – and honestly, we just love nothing more than a big, happy, joy-filled bash!
At our carolling party, friends and family are all invited to come along, sing their hearts out and leave feeling as festive as whisky-laden mawa cake. Lead by the masterly Tommy Antonio, many festive tunes are belted out while bellies are filled with Mince Pies and House Chai. There's room for singers of all timbres and tones, so we hope to see you next year for another super evening!
I love to truly understand and appreciate the origins of a dish, and learn how communities have adapted a recipe over time to make that dish unique to them.
We have arrived at a very sad, but inevitable and clear choice. As of now, all Dishooms are now closed to diners.
These past months have brought strangeness and uncertainty for so many of us. Since we shut the doors of our restaurants in March, we haven’t felt like ourselves at all. The very point of Dishoom is to welcome you through our doors and to serve you the most delicious food and drink we can summon up in the warmest possible way.
These are the last few days, the dregs of 2019. It’s my habit to sit here in the Permit Room at this time. I am the be-stubbled and dishevelled regular, cherishing his precious drink at the end of the bar. Weary, I sit here pondering the year, attempting to figure out what it was trying to teach me. What wisdom can I glean from it?