Years ago this used to be the hottest ticket in town- a place to go to celebrate and feast. My boys used to like to see the Indian guy standing by the door all dressed up and nowhere to go and years on, its good to see he is still there.
You go through the doors and down into the bowels of the earth and this is an unfortunate analogy, because the night we were there, the stairwell absolutely stank. Festival toilets would have smelled sweet in comparison. It was all masked by air freshener and perhaps joss sticks, but behind it all still lurked this terrible odour of odure. I am trying to be fair and suggest that perhaps this was a one off, but it was a strange experience to be in such a fancy place, but with such an evil stench just floating in the air. Was it a healthy environment to eat in?
Having a delicate stomach, I always have the same thing pretty much, when I eat out at Panahar- lemon or mushroom rice, sag panneer or motor paneer and onion bhajis. There, its interesting, colourful and satisfying. Here, I was faced with a huge mound of nice enough rice and then a gloopy sauce that was soooo salty and was faced with rubbery cheese and peas. It was ok, but really nothing special. I was there with family and friends, who ate politely, but none were wowed.
Service was efficient, if slightly sinister and unsmiling.
Very pricey too, compared to our fab local.
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