Nothing makes a meal in a Punjabi Dhaba more complete than the quintessential Murgh Makhani. I remember longing to eat some butter chicken with Naan when I was a student in Delhi. The aroma from the dhabas was torturous, yeah you read that right – torturous! Well thats because our pockets were not as deep as we would have wanted them to be!. So we would save some money and then order some of the goodies once or twice a month. Fast forward to now – I am no longer in Delhi or India. Yet I remember the texture, …