And so he put me on a path that saw me scarfing down kati rolls for lunch, and dinner… on the same day.
I met Rohit on Twitter, as one does. I’d been following him for a while and then I DM’d him before my UK trip saying I’d be there in London, would he like to meet up? He said yes. Little did I know that one word would mean a bundle of gastronomic delights for me in London.
After hitting one of his recommendations already (blog post on that later), I was inclined to trust his judgement on this one.
So one afternoon, I got out at Oxford Circus, and tracked down The Kati Roll Company, not 5 minutes away from the Tube station.
I’d been expressly told I had to have the shami unda kati roll (minced mutton/lamb and eggs), and that is exactly what I ordered.
Okay, see that little tub of spicy green chutney that can veritably add that kick to your kati roll? Apparently it got so popular, they’ve stopped giving it with orders…unless you ask for it. This little gem of a foodie tip has been brought to you by none other than Rohit. Bless ‘im.
Now as to the actual roll? Heaven. A warm, slightly crispy paratha envelopes the expertly marinaded lamb, that’s mixed with herbs, onions, egg…and then dipped in the spicy chutney. It’s a mini-explosion in your mouth.
So I finished my one lone kati roll and left. I kept thinking about it, and thinking some more about it. And I just couldn’t stop. I sent my friend @movie_mafia a message and told her about this place, and would she like to try it out? Tonight?
SHE SAID YES!
So off we toddled there, just a few hours after I’d already munched one down. They have a deal for when you order two kati rolls of the same type; you can see all the prices (in pounds) towards the end of this post.
So we took the unda shami, and the aloo masala kati rolls. The aloo masala was also fine, but considering my carnivore nature, I preferred the unda shami hands down.
Halfway through our meal, Rohit joined in. And boy, does he know his food. He did tell us for example, where the name “kati rolls” came from. Apparently ‘kati’ is the word for the sticks or skewers that were used to make the rolls…and so they started being called kati rolls.
The restaurant is small-ish; it has a few tables and chairs, but if you go in during rush hour, you’d be hard pressed to find a seat. When I went in the morning, I went quite early, but left around lunch time…and the line was threatening to spill out onto the street. I ended up sharing my table with a lady because there was no other place to sit.
The ambience is really cool. Posters of Indian movies adorn the walls, which are bright orange, contrasting with the brown wooden seating area. Fans I’d expect to see in an old part of some town in India were whirring above my head.
Here, have a look at their roll options:
Would I go back to The Kati Roll Company the next time I’m in London? HELL YES. It’s cheap and it’s absolutely thumpingly delicious. And Rohit, a staunch Delhi-ite (and I’m from Bombay…you can imagine how our conversations worked out ;)), swears these kati rolls are exactly like what he has back home.
Check out its official website to see its US-based locations and for more information.