Madras Kafe, Nungambakkam

The skies were having a party, and it was pouring non stop since morning. I stood in the balcony longing for a hot plate of Bhajji and coffee when the phone rang. It was my friend S.. S: Hello, Madras Kafe polama? Me: Ennadu, enga irukku? [what? where is it?] S: Come...