In a city that has survived empires, monsoons, and Metro delays, Delhi is now bravely facing its biggest gastronomical crisis yet: “Paneer Butter Masala Gate.” It all began when a prominent Netaji tweeted that the capital’s iconic dish, the legendary PBM, no longer tasted like it used to “back in the day,” citing an alarming rise in “cream content without character.” The city, of course, took it very personally—because if you attack Delhi’s food, you’re basically attacking its soul (and 37.5% of its casual dating conversations).
Suddenly, social media was overflowing with grief-stricken PBM purists. Some traced the decline back to the rise of delivery apps (“Everyone’s just zapping microwaved masala on limp paneer cubes now!”). Others went philosophical, attributing the lost taste to the moral decay of modern society—because obviously, if the paneer lacks structure, so does the nation.
Meanwhile, political parties couldn’t resist jumping into the curry. One claimed PBM’s recipe had been “saffronised,” while the opposition cheekily accused butter of being subsidised by foreign hand. Slogans on protest banners now read, “No Masala, No Peace,” and a rogue group has started staging candlelight vigils outside under-seasoned dhabas in Karol Bagh.
In classic Delhi style, restaurants wasted no time in capitalising. “Authentic 1947 PBM – Made with nostalgic guilt” is now the hottest special on menus. Influencers have even begun organizing ‘PBM Walks’—basically pub crawls without alcohol or walking. Just paneer, shame, and influencer lenses.
But maybe the real tragedy here isn’t even culinary. Maybe it’s spiritual. Have we become so obsessed with “then vs now” that we’ve stopped tasting the “now”? Paneer Butter Masala, like Delhi itself, has always evolved. What we called “authentic” was once a reinvention too. So instead of mourning a cheesy past, how about we celebrate an extra cheeky present?
Here’s a thought: next time you spot a suspicious PBM – too orange, too smooth, too suggested-by-an-algorithm – invite a few friends, order it anyway, argue over whether it’s good or not, and finish with a kulfi of peace. Because yes, Delhi may run on politics, pollution and potholes—but it still plates a mean PBM. Butter up, people.
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