Do not go to hotel de l’Orient expecting French food. And when u do figure out whats going on, do not try telling the wait staff so. You will get a look that is half death and half distatse. Because if you din’t know Ratatouille was mixed veg with ketchup stuffed in a limp green pepper you obviously need telling what French food is. The service doesn’t score any better either as we asked for a mosquito repellent and were told to get in touch with the rain gods if he had any complaints (no, seriously). However, I would recommend sticking to the French influenced Indian side of the menu; it does have some nice surprises. The ambience is truly spectacular however our evening was marred by a bunch very noisy four year olds.