Legend has it that Dev Anand used to frequent this old-school Iranian café during his FTII days. The truth in that claim notwithstanding, Goodluck – with its withered walls speckled with eccentric notice boards, staff that is the archetypal, odd mix of brisk and warm and, of course, scrumptious food that is astounding value for money – is one of the city’s cult establishments, for good reason. Their rich cheese omelette coupled with light and fluffy bun maska along with a couple of crispy samosas (all washed down by a cutting glass of milky chai) are must-haves if you happen to drop by for breakfast. For a full-fledged meal, I would recommend mopping up some chicken junglee in a spicy green gravy with hot roomali rotis or the mutton kasam khana (which has juicy meat slivers served on a bed of fragrant herb butter rice) and a bowl of sweetish kurma. Round things off with their famous caramel custard or bread pudding.