Why come up with my own words when I can freely quote from Javed Nehari's menu [printed as is]
"Javed Nehari has arrived to.....Chicago. As you know Javed Nehari is the most Famous and Delicious Nehari in Pakistan. You must try once. You will never find Fresh Food prepared by Mouth Watering Pure Pakistani spices anywhere else But at Javed Nehari Resturant. Note: There is no other our branch in America [!!]".
Although that says it all, here is my story:
After a late lunch at Superdawg and an enjoyable two hours watching Monsters Inc., we headed back to Devon for dinner. I had meant to try this Pakistani place with the tandoor in the window, but we parked on the wrong side of Western. Ms. VI then pointed out the clean well lighted Javed Nehari Resturant. Who knew it would be so famous!
Pakistani places, can, so often, be a bit intimidating. Frequently male only bastions, with barely translated menus and dense clouds of cigarette smoke. Javed Hehari was not. Most of the other tables also featured familys, and the place was entirely smoke free. The menu, however, was still a bit tricky. Luckily, the most expensive choice was $5.99, so we could make a mistake or too in ordering.
From years of weekend buffets, we recognized a few dishes. We knew korma as being mild, and thought it would suit the kids. We also thought the kids might go for the burgerish seek kebab. We went for a couple of dishes on the warning that they were spicy (and after eating dinner, we are still not quite sure what the "Haleem" was, Zim). Of course, everything turned out to be spicy.
But good, very good. You order the nan by the piece. The menu notes a 10 piece maximum per order for the nan. It is easy to see why. Each dish came with so much food and tasty gravy, that you could easily feed a family of four on a few dishes and lots of the bread.
No silverware is served. We surely made a mockery of custom as we tried to gobble up the various dishes: the afformentioned kebab, a bit dry but very flavorful with a hidden finishing kick;the thick and gooey korma, the extra spicy, rich lamb (goosht?), and the mystery haleem, an orange liquidy mess that tasted great. To satisfy the kids, we order again (to the astonisment of management that we would need so much food), a chicken tikka. This too was a bit spicy, but number one still ate two polkies (drumsticks).
In this day of budding Paki-USA relations, we all owe it to ourselves to try the cusine. I can think of no better place to start than the only American branch of Javed Nehari.
2306 W. Devon
Chicago, IL 60659
(or as noted on the menu, 1/2 block from Tahara Sweets)