Mamma Killa by Zorawar Kalra Opens in Mehrauli as India’s First Aztec Bar
- Style Essentials Edit Team
- 5 days ago
- 2 min read

In the heart of Mehrauli, right under the watchful eye of Qutub Minar, something new has quietly entered Delhi’s nightlife map. It’s called Mamma Killa. No posters, no reels, and definitely no red carpet drama. In fact, you can’t even click photos inside. That’s how low-key and high-concept this place wants to be.
The man behind it is Zorawar Kalra, one of India’s most known names in hospitality. He’s launched everything from Farzi Café to Pa Pa Ya, but this time he’s going off-script. Mamma Killa is being pitched as India’s first Aztec-inspired bar, and while that sounds niche, the execution is anything but gimmicky. Spread across a 1300-square-foot rooftop space, it’s got terracotta walls, cane ceiling lights, shadowy corners, hand-drawn graffiti, and mosaic art pieces that feel like they were lifted straight from a South American street. It’s earthy, moody, and different from the shiny rooftop look Delhi is used to.
Zorawar says it’s meant to be a space that feels old and new at the same time. Not ancient in a history-book way, but in a sensory way. The name comes from the Incan moon goddess, and everything about the place sticks to that—dim lighting, moonlit mood, earthy colours, and a strange, almost calming energy.
Now coming to the real hook: the drinks. Mamma Killa isn’t about classics. The cocktail menu is wild. There’s one called Milky Way that mixes whiskey with hazelnut and umami. Another has tequila stirred with pesto, and one drink even looks like a pumpkin salad but is served in a cocktail glass. No, it’s not Insta bait. It’s serious mixology. There’s a cocktail trolley that moves from table to table, like something from a luxury train, and they mix your drink in front of you based on how you feel. Banana and fig, biscoff and caramel, vetiver and orange—everything sounds like a gamble, but works. You’re not drinking cocktails here. You’re having an experience that actually lingers.
There’s food too, and it’s not just Latin or Indian. It moves between Nikkei flavours, Peruvian heat, Asian touches, and Delhi roots. But it’s the way it’s all wrapped together—no spotlight on the chef, no push for plating drama—that gives it a sense of quiet confidence. It’s not screaming for attention. It’s just doing its thing.
This isn’t a bar for influencers. It’s not trying to be a viral spot. It’s a bar for people who want something they can’t scroll past. You either go and feel it—or you don’t. And that’s exactly what makes Mamma Killa stand apart.
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