In the hundreds of delivery places mushrooming across the city, Enoki stands out. A mix of classic, can’t-do-without South-East Asian fare and more experimental, Hawaiian-inspired poké dishes, this delivery service covers a lot, both in desire and geography.
Its distinction is immediately made apparent with a clear, well laid-out menu. With non-deceptive images, brief introductions (only to things that need explanation), and a disclaimer about GST, there is an immediate sense of efficiency and up-to-datedness that shines through the otherwise generic Zomato take-away clutter.
After we check out online, a follow-up call from the restaurant affirms Enoki’s professionalism – the voice at the other end is firm and polite, and our order arrives promptly at the requested time. Sturdy, red cardboard boxes cocoon boxes and bowls, and de-constructing them is a delight: apart from the requisite napkins and chopsticks, we fall in love with Enoki’s mini plastic fish bottles, filled with soy sauce. Each squeeze of the fin is a simple joy (though this does leave the flounder completely depleted at the end).
We fall in love with Enoki’s mini plastic fish bottles, filled with soy sauce. Each squeeze of the fin is a simple joy (though this does leave the flounder completely depleted at the end).
The food is overall very satisfactory, although some dishes are more memorable than others. We begin with sushi: an Enoki roll with tempura, mayo and a teriyaki glaze. Though it verges on slightly dry, each of these four pieces vanishes in seconds. Our Gomae salad is lovely, fresh spinach generously doused in flavourful sesame dressing. The taste is nutty, the texture is a nice cross between nutty and soft, and the color is an intriguing, rained-out, army green. We end up topping it with a little bit of our Red Thai Curry – ordered to test the place on how well it does a classic. It scores full points here – Enoki makes Thai Curry like we imagine the best student in cooking school would, to textbook perfection.
We give the poké bowl our undivided attention, saving it for the end. Called “paranoid prawns,” and the only one of our boxes that arrives with a handwritten label, it reveals Japanese mother-like organization as soon as you peel back the lid. Is this the mark of care or paranoia, we can’t help but wonder? Atop a bed of rice, portions of avocado, corn, tomatoes, and spring onions divide themselves up like colonies in a rigidly planned city, where mixing is possible only with permission. A generous shower of sesame seeds coats them all. We indulge, pouring a good amount of sweet chili oil over the edible city. It blossoms, bringing on a feeling far from paranoia. Hitting the spot with both freshness and a degree of healthfulness, this is something we’d certainly call Enoki again for, maybe with a request for some extra sesame and wasabi mayo.
We conclude our meal by finding an appropriate fridge magnet to keep Enoki in sight for as long as possible. Mush love.
Getting there: Enoki, delivery in and around Greater Kailash I, Rs. 1,000 for two, with tip and leftovers. Call 33106321.
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