Two States. Two Stories. One Table.
How a quiet kitchen shared between the Sahyadri ranges of Maharashtra and the Malnad hills of Karnataka became Pune’s haven for heritage South-West foodways.
“We never intended to invent anything new. We simply wanted a quiet breakfast room where our two grandmothers would recognize every scent, every ladle, and every spice.”
Aniket woke up to the soft bubbling of Konkani rice ghavan over iron griddles and the sharp tang of stone-pounded Kolhapuri garlic thecha. Abhijna’s childhood carried the smoky fragrance of Malnad estate coffee ground before dawn, and golden Davanagere batter puffed in hand-churned butter. At Nairutya, their two ancestral worlds share a single cast-iron stove.
Aniket & Abhijna
Founders & Culinary Custodians
Where Sahyadri basalt stone meets red clay soil of coastal Kanara.
Modern state maps draw straight surveyor lines, but true culinary territories are etched by rainclouds, black basalt stone mortars, and woodfire heat. Between southern Maharashtra’s ghats and Karnataka’s palm-lined coastlines exists an unbroken dialogue of sun-dried coconut, roasted byadgi chilies, and cold-pressed sesame.
Davanagere Benne Dosa
₹165Poured thin over seasoned woodfire cast iron, bubbled with house-cultured white butter from A2 milk, served alongside spiced potato bhaji and roasted peanut-coconut chutney.
“We treat both our grandmothers’ kitchen notebooks as sacred texts. No hybrid shortcuts. No diluted spices. Only the honest taste of place.”
Meet The Custodians
Two individuals rooted in their family soil, sharing a single counter on Bhandarkar Road.
Aniket Deshmukh
MaharashtraRaised between Pune and ancestral farmsteads in coastal Ratnagiri. Master of featherlight Konkani Ghavan, precise stone-pounded Kolhapuri garlic thecha, and cold-pressed sesame oil temperings that wake the senses at dawn.
Abhijna Rao
KarnatakaDescended from coastal Kanara with roots threading into lush Chikmagalur coffee plantations. Keeper of the 48-hour wild dosa starter, single-estate chicory-free coffee roasts, and unyielding white butter churned fresh every morning.
The Philosophy of the Table
No Shortcuts. Only Patience.
Our rice and lentil starters ferment in unpolished bell-metal bowls for a full 48 hours, reacting naturally with Pune’s morning microclimate.
Two Homelands. Equal Reverence.
We never hybridize dishes for fleeting novelty. The Konkani Ghavan remains purely Konkani, and the Davanagere Benne Dosa is prepared exactly as it has been cooked for decades.
The 5:00 AM Morning Ritual
When Pune wakes under cool mist, our brass urns are already hissing with first-decoction coffee.
Pull up a wooden stool.
There is always a cup of hot kaapi waiting for you on Bhandarkar Road. Join us for a quiet breakfast or an evening gathering.