Delhiwale: The tandoor of Afghanistan

The bakery is opened every morning at six by Hasan, and Suleman closes it every night at 11. The customers get the rotis wrapped in day-old newspaper sheets.

The cave is dug out at the heart of the hearth — but it actually is a very special tandoor. An Afghan tandoor. An Afghan tandoor made from the mitti of saddi Dilli.

Built on a brick platform, the tandoor looks very old.

Due to the long-time tragic circumstances in strife-torn Afghanistan, Delhi has been, for many years, home to a great number of Afghans who left their homeland for a variety of reasons. Some of the streets in the ‘hoods of Lajpat Nagar and Jangpura are so packed with Afghans that every shop hoarding is in either Pashto or Persian. Gourmands from across the city flock to these places to dine at Afghan speciality restaurants such as Mazaar, Kabul Delhi, and Pakeezah.

But this Bhogal bakery in Jangpura, with a most evocative tandoor, has no name. It is just known as Afghan bakery.

This evening, baker Mehboob’s rehearsed arms are slapping in huge Afghani naans against the hot earthen walls of the tandoor, which is lit by a gas burner. Minutes later, he takes them out with two large metal rods, one by one (see photo). He sprays water from a bottle on the surface of each naan before tossing them on the counter.

Built on a brick platform, the tandoor looks very old, “but it was made just two years ago,” says young Suleman, explaining that a tandoor has to be changed after every few years. The bakery always builds its own tandoor. “This one was made by my father, my brother, our karigar and I,” says Suleman. This tandoor will last for two more years, he predicts.

The bakery is opened every morning at six by Hasan, and Suleman closes it every night at 11. The customers get the rotis wrapped in day-old newspaper sheets.