Antipatterns in Gentrified Thindi

As someone who grew up in this city, I saw the South Indian Breakfast joints or darshinis go through a huge change in perception. They always had their cultish fanbases, but to a vast number of Bangalore's immigrant populations, they were often seen as unattractive.But the food was always cheap, fast and really really good. Dose and medhu vade dippu eaten in a stand-up darshini is an integral part of my childhood.To me, these places had a huge change in perception ever since the enterprising folks of Rameshwaram Cafe opened their joint in Indiranagar 12th Main, which was basically the same idea, but provided a more expensive Tamil-Kannadiga frankenthindi, and with a lot more flash and a lot more ghee. It almost seemed like the place was intentionally designed to form a large crowd that used to block the street, which fed into a certain kind of hype. Then influencers latched on to it, and brought Darshinis kicking and roaring into a gentrified modern form.Surprisingly, I don't mind…