• Qulfi Mart

    Summers are fast approaching in Melbourne and as the days are stretching long and lazy, I have found myself reminiscent of my childhood summer holidays.
    For as long as I can remember, the months of June and July were spent at our Naniyhaal in northern areas of Pakistan. For me and my siblings, summers meant running up and down the beloved three-storied veranda house.
    A Naani Jaan, exuding energy and beauty at 6am like a boss, managing a household as if by magic, her face shining with Tibet cream, her lips flawless in her signature red lipstick.
    The formidable Pathan nana jaan whose mere presence scared the bejeesis out of his own children but who would secretly give us cheeky winks when no one was looking.
    Throw in EIGHT Khalas and Mamoos in the mix and there was no shortage of love, laughter and most importantly yummy treats for us, the lucky kids.
    I am proud to report I have eaten some amazing and highly unhygienic things in my childhood. Stuff like jellies, toffees, bunties, chaats, choorans, pappars, imlis, jelly wali toffees, chaat walay pappars, chooran wali imlis and many more variations and combinations of all of the above.
    But the one thing that’s etched forever in my memory (and Taste buds) are the Malai Qulfis!!
    Milky, creamy, icy little things, dripping in the hot sun, licked right off the stick (and your hands...and sometimes arms ๐Ÿ˜ฌ) before you could say QULFI! No Mamoo was to come home without some. No khala loved more who’d sneak a couple of athannis and chawanis for getting some extras.
    I have been wondering if my children would ever look back at their childhood the way I do. Their connections to their extended families reduced to mere video chats.
    Just a few days back I mentioned these thoughts to husband while he munched on revenge jalebis for posting his jalebi story ๐Ÿ™„. And as if God himself was listening (or maybe it was the freaky artificial intelligence of our cell phones, who knows ๐Ÿคท‍♀️), I received a call from Sadaf, telling me she wants to send over samples of a product for review;
    Not just one but FIVE different flavors of QULFI! ๐Ÿคฉ

    So ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, say hello to Qulfi Mart - Ice cream & Desserts. A Melbourne based husband and wife duo, busy creating authentic Pakistani Qulfis (and Burfis) for our future generations!! Sadaf and her husband are as cool as the Qulfis they sell, with the man of the house using his 16 years of dairy experience creating them in his kitchen and the lady channeling her entrepreneurial spirit in handling the business side of things.
    In a land where you have to pay even for some ketchup with KFC, these folks are offering free delivery at your doorstep. *Conditions apply*
    We loved it and I know you would too. I’m leaving photos, descriptions and a link to their page right here for your QOMFORT ๐Ÿค“
    *Delivery conditions: Within 55kms radius from the CBD
    *Free delivery on purchase of:
    3 qulfi tubs OR 15 qulfi cups OR 2kgs Burfi Bites OR 1kg Burfi Bites along with 3 qulfi tubs
    Customized options available on request.

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