This is a part of 'project 110, going back and re-filling', writing is happening 8ish months after the date.
We're talking about the first mithai pasal you're encounter on your right, as you walk from Purano baneshwar chowk toward Sinamangal. You'll see it, it's right there.
The number of trips that were made during my 4 month-trip in Nepal with AA must have been in the dozens. We ordered a couple of mithais, split each one, ordered a puri tarkari and a samosa or two, split those, and a drink or an ice cream to end it. This was how I gained all those chin pounds in less than four months. Terrible for diabetes, awful for cholesterol and trigyceraides, but oh the tongue, what a treat for tongue and the uncontrolled heart it was!
They never had the savory items we wanted, kachaouris were often unavailable, even puri tarkaris and samosas on certain days, or any non-sweet item, without a clear pattern. It was enver clear to us if it was a dessert trip or a full-on meal.
Their mithais were fine, pretty good, not very expensive. They were sweet, and we never got sick, and kept going back every day. What can one ask for really beyond that from a humble mithai shop.
Seven point five out of ten, more if you've got somebody to go with you every morning when you should be on a morning walk.
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