The Vada Pao
I live in a country where people worship the holy cow
But there is a street food in Mumbai famously called the vada pao
It is humble food of the poor but with a big mac it can compete for sure
Many people stop by to taste it when they come for business or leisure
A ball of spicy potato dipped in gram flour and deep fried
Then put in a loaf of bread sliced open with chutney to try
A must have if you ever come to this city
If you ever miss it, it will be a real pity
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