Five clues. One dish.
Can you guess?

On a Delhi street corner at seven in the morning, a cook drops a disc of dough into a cauldron of oil and it inflates into a golden balloon so fast it looks like a magic trick. Beside it, a pot of dark, spiced chickpeas has been simmering since before dawn, thick with ginger, tomato, and a tea bag that nobody outside this city would think to add. The bread deflates with the first tear, but by then you're already dipping. What's for breakfast?