Hidden away in a shady corner of lush, calm Lodhi Colony Market, Ploof is a lot of goodness compacted into a small space.
The ground floor is cosy and inviting with its bright yellow furniture and quirky black and white photos. Everyone and their uncle has tried the photo collage theme and most of the time, the results are disastrous. At Ploof, the effect is cheerful, classy and understated. A little further in and you’ll find shelves filled with just baked Ciabatta, Focacia and whole wheat loaves. The refrigerated stands hold dessert, meats, marinades and an array of cheese. A one stop shop for all your picnic or barbecue needs.
My favourite, is the unexpectedly verdant terrace with its adorable wall filled with old school badminton rackets. On winter nights, it’s an intimate, magical gardenlike escape from reality.
You might want to think again about turning up at Ploof in your comfy jeans and old t-shirt. The place attracts South Delhi’s fashionable intelligentsia and you’ll see your share of contrasting blouses and organic cotton. One time I saw Arundhati Roy eating trout there and another time I (almost) saw Markandey Katju.
The staff can be plenty inattentive but I can’t really slag them since they give me 2 bread baskets when I ask.