Jul

Of Hotel Saravanaa Bhawan & The China Kitchen

Posted on July 4th, 2011 by Harsh

The weekend was some sort of a gastronomically journey even if I was down with some mysterious bug. I basically visited two restaurants, one on Friday evening and rounded off a filling weekend with an impromptu trip to China Kitchen at the Hyatt. The Friday evening trip to Saravanaa Bhawan was a planned with one with a few friends. The restaurant (they call themselves ‘Hotel’ Saravanaa Bhawan) Saravanaa Bhawan was heavily endorsed before we went there. Even before we could have a look at the menu, our overzealous friend ordered three portions of Malabar Parantha with cauliflower vegetable (arghh!). Seeing her confidence, we were convinced that there can’t be anything better to eat; in fact we were expecting some kind of divine food that rarely is eaten by us mere mortals.

As it usually happens, the Malabar Paranthas with the cauliflower vegetable was nothing more than ‘ok’ fodder for hungry souls that was gulped down with equal disdain and gluttony. The paranthas were full of ghee and the sabzi was something between sweet and sour/spicy. When one more friend of ours joined us, we experimented with Uthappam and Rava Masala Dosa, both of which were highly edible compared to Malabar Paranthas. Sadly, I hardly had any room to eat them by then. While food was quite good to end with, the service at Saravanaa Bhawan was disgusting. One startling incident was when one of the friends was eating her meal and the staff member, in some sort of rage of clearing the table, picked it up and conveniently put it in her large tub of unwashed crockery! Upon being told that our friend was still eating, all that she could afford was an unembarrassed smile, and carried on. Given the lacklustre service and inhospitable staff, we quietly accepted the fact that Saravanaa Bhawan is not the place to be expecting courteous staff (I had to ask for water about three times before it was served). It also seemed that they were in a hurry to have us off the table as there was a long waiting outside, but that hardly is a reason to hurriedly serve and start picking up plates while we are still having food!

My verdict for Saravanaa Bhawan: If you don’t find the food exceptional, chuck it. Sagar Ratna is 1000 times better!

From one end of poor service on Friday, I oscillated into the lap of extreme hospitality on Sunday evening at The China Kitchen. It was a very sudden decision and we were hungry for some good Chinese food. I went there purely by reputation. Whilst Hyatt has downgraded itself in some means, like charging Rs 100 for valet parking, its restaurants still rank very high amongst food revellers and critics alike (TKS is on my radar). The China Kitchen is nicely placed alongside the poolside and is accompanied with beautiful interiors and attentive, well-spoken staff.

As we sat right in front of the kitchen, we were immediately handed the menu. There was one section where you could make a meal for yourself at Rs 1888/person. When I asked the staff if it was applicable for dinner, he amusingly referred me to the ala carte section without addressing my question. Upon repetition of the question, he annoyingly said that it was minimum for 4 persons. Not really in a mood to argue, I settled for ala carte. We ordered steamed dumplings, which were well-done; chicken with black bean and mushrooms, which disappointed me; and veg fried rice, which was again a disappointment. May be I don’t have a taste for authentic Chinese! Given that it was in a luxury hotel, it didn’t cost too much. We ended up paying about Rs 2900 for three of us, and I never pay tips unless I am flattered.

My verdict: Eating Chinese in Delhi? Mainland China (I only go to the one in Rajouri Garden) is a winner anyday!

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Jun

Veda at DLF Promenade

Posted on June 9th, 2011 by Harsh

Ok, this is my second consecutive restaurant review, and I am happy reviewing restaurants than discussing Baba Ramdev here! It may be a coincidence that the restaurant that I am going to talk about today has a name that is reminiscent of yogis – Veda. Curiously named and designed by renowned designer Rohit Bal, Veda is an unassuming Indian restaurant located on the top floor of DLF Promenade at Vasant Kunj. Veda covers a huge space but the strangely it can be easily missed, due to its signage not being prominent. It is not odd that I had never cared to enter Veda until I dined there on my birthday evening!

What attracted me towards Veda was perhaps its USP – Designed by Rohit Bal. Not that I get carried away by these pretentious big labels or blindly take them to better than the lesser ones. I surfed through the menu on Zomato and found it worth a try. Unfortunately, none of my friends had been there, so I did not have any first hand feedback (there was one, but that was my friend’s friend and I don’t trust unknown sources when it comes to food, movies and books). There was hardly anything on the web apart from harping about Rohit Bal, as if he cooks the food there every day! Anyhow, to give it away right in the beginning, Veda was an OK experience at the end of it.

The moment you enter Veda what takes you over is the dim lighting, beautiful lights on the ceiling, aesthetic furniture and almost smell-less air. It does not have any intimidation that a designer boutique would generally carry, neither it is exorbitantly priced. A meal for 4 cost us about Rs 2400, though we could have eaten a bit more. Once you have adjusted to the light in the restaurant, you are easily taken over by the rich colors and ambience. We got a seat in the corner of the restaurant where they had a capacity of about 15-odd people. There was a curtain on the side so it was clear that Veda has space for private dining as well, which could be another of their USPs, given that Delhi restaurants often publically expose our eating etiquettes.

Coming to the service, they forgot to serve us water. At least 4-5 times, we had to struggle to have a staff member attend to us. Also, since it was my birthday, my friends had asked them to serve a surprise cake in the beginning along with a card. The timing of the cake was not as was told to them, which I learnt later from my friends. Also, the card had a few smiley stickers which were missing. I was not aware of the bad timing or missing elements so it went fine with me!

The food? Well, we ordered an Aloo starter which was quite okay and since we were too hungry we devoured it without worrying too much about the taste. For the main course, we ordered Dam Dahi Murgh which again has nothing to write home about but wasn’t bad either. Paneer Kundan Kaliyan was enjoyed by my vegetarian friends. It had huge paneer pieces with nice tomato gravy. The breads were pretty much usual.

In my opinion, Veda needs to work on service and food as much as they have on interiors. Even the Veda poster on the standee near the elevators has a Rohit Bal picture. If they don’t catch up on the former, I’m afraid people have many options in Promenade.

Disclaimer: Though I have nothing much to appreciate about Veda, I have a feeling I need to be there once again to have a wholesome feel of the place and food. I did not wear a critic’s hat when I was there the last time

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Jun

What’s so special about Bukhara?

Posted on June 6th, 2011 by Harsh

Bukhara at ITC Maurya Sheraton is one place that I’d been wanting to go for long, but due to lack of right company or some other reason, it’d remained on my must-visit restaurants for a long time. Finally, it happened last Friday that a friend of mine, in a mood to devour Indian food, accompanied me on our virgin visit to “Delhi’s best Indian Restaurant”. Like another hyped restaurant by the media and connoisseurs alike, we had huge expectations from Bukhara. I’d read in The Times of India that when Bill Clinton visited India as US President he ate so much at Bukhara that he found it hard to walk back to his room…err…suite, Presidential if I am not wrong! That really says much about the restaurant.

Adjoining the fine dining Pavilion, Bukhara is cornered right at the end. With somewhat rusty interiors, staff dressed in Kurta Pyajama, desi settings and no-cutlery concept, Bukhara would seduce any foreigner. The quintessential Indian-ness of the place is palpable as soon as you have a dekko at the menu. A hard bound takhti with dishes names inscribed on both the sides, the menu, surprisingly, did not offer much. You had 10-odd very normal starters such as Tandoori Murgh, Reshmi Kebab, Seekh Kebab, Mutton Burra, Raan and mutton & chicken platters that cost a whopping Rs 5000 and 7000 respectively. On the flip side, you had regular vegetarian snacks that I did not even bothered to look at, along with Dal Bukhara which I later learnt is the speciality of the place.

On being puzzled that there was nothing in gravy in non-vegetarian, we enquired with the staff and they mentioned that there was chicken in ‘tomato puree’ off the menu. ‘Chicken in Tomato Puree?’ Well, if that’s the description of a chicken dish in Bukhara, then I’m surely going to stay away. Cautiously and curiously, we ordered Mutton Burra and Tandoori Murgh. The food arrived quite quickly and the helpings were good. Quite non-spicy, Burra was good while Tandoori Murgh was not as masala-heavy as roadside food eaters would be used to. My friend and I had reached a consensus that the food was good but overhyped.

Not being tempted to go for the main course, we summed with these two things, at some amusement of a staff member. The meal for two cost us Rs 3200. With main course, I believe it would have been around Rs 5000. Not bad if a restaurant lives up to its hype. Quite disappointing, if it’s just another good restaurant with excellent PR!

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May

The Charm of Hangover

Posted on May 30th, 2011 by Harsh

There’s a thing with sequels. How do you evaluate their worthiness? Do you treat them as standalone movies or compare them curiously with their prequels? My guess is that we end up doing the latter; Some movies in the past such as Godfather II and Bourne Franchisee have lived up their highly successful prequels. Last week, Pirates of the Caribbean sequel disappointed a lot of franchisee fans and non-followers such as me.

Hangover II is a ‘good’ film without the huge pressure of its prequel; as a sequel it doesn’t really tickle enough. If Hangover was novel and i-threw-my-popcorn-out-while-laughing film, Hangover II duplicates the storyline (with a different plot) and lets you digest your food for the better part. Okay, it’s a funny film that catches some action as it ages, but starts quite disdainfully and the audience laughs primarily because they still reel under the hangover of the actors’ comic aura. Alan is funny as ever and delivers quite stupendously. Stu, the cute dentist from the first film, who married a whore in Las Vegas, is getting married to his Thai girlfriend in Thailand and of course his friends in Alan, Doug and Phil are there. To add to the chaos, even Chow appears surprisingly.

The storyline pretty much remains the same. On the wedding eve, friends get drunk with the bride’s younger brother and Stanford prodigy Teddy. Unsurprisingly, they get up next morning to find themselves in a shady Bangkok hotel with Teddy missing, and his finger being licked by a monkey. What unfolds from there is a trail of discoveries into what happened the night before. One clue leads to another; and one dilemma leads to another. Stu discovers he had sex with a ‘ladyboy’; all three of them kidnapped a monk; they threw bottles at police, etc.

There’s nothing much to the script really, as most comedies thrive on situations and actors’ comic timing. Hangover II suffers from lack of strong situations, unlike the first one that surprised with the introduction of Mike Tyson. Hangover II also has Tyson but in the end in a sublime role which looks more forced than natural. I’d conclude it as a film that would make you laugh but not enough. It’s like a laughter therapy session where you laugh because you came there with a mindset to laugh your lungs out but ended up coughing out a laugh because that’s what you paid for.

Just a word of caution for those who are DT Cinema regulars in DLF Promenade, please avoid the theatre on Sundays; it’s chaotic, the service sucks (which is not much deviation from the usual), management is lazy and you would wait for hours for food (they kill it) and tickets. DT is a safer bet on weekdays.

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Apr

Conundrums of a Shopoholic!

Posted on April 27th, 2011 by Harsh

I generally don’t do mall reviews. Shopping malls, in my opinion, are those grandeur & seductive hubs that make you lighter by a few grands every time you are lured into them. Still, we have come to love shopping malls, and why not? It’s a great respite for me, who grew up holding his parents hands in the congested and sultry streets of Karol Bagh or Lajpat Nagar, countering every pedestrian seller, haggling with him, making way through hordes of people (some serious shoppers, some of the poor folks were residents, and some window shoppers) and eventually soaking the heat whilst mom and aunties rounded off their shopping tour with the most unhygienic of all Indian foods – golgappas.

Let me jump the gun here. I am a mall person any day, even when I crave to buy cheap stuff, I choose a mall. I am fascinated by the modern architecture, escalators (which in my childhood I thought existed only for the super rich at International airports), American brands, international restaurant chains and food courts. Most of all I am amazed by the automated functionalities of a shopping mall. You go, park your car, choose the store, buy the stuff, eat the stuff, and it’s over. No one sells, there is no hawker yelling outside the store, there is no upselling – and it sells entirely on its own. The best part is that we don’t negotiate, even good old Aunties don’t! We accept the way it is.

Lately, DLF Promenade at Vasant Kunj, has become my pet shopping mall. Ok, every time I go there, I don’t shop. I could be watching a movie. Oh, yes, how could I forget movies? I remember in the 90s someone who had made his maiden visit to the US, told me how big malls in the west afforded car showrooms as well hotels and movie halls in a mall. I used to exclaim and almost envy the international traveller! Those were the days, when the US was the supreme power (it still is) and we were inhabitants of a third world ‘perennially developing’ economy. And I wondered when I will go to the US to witness the ultimate progress of human capabilities. Strangely, it did not even strike me for once that all this could happen in my own backyard. I guess, we were so under-confident about India!

Coming to Promenade, it fascinates me for its chic appearance, outstanding interiors, a very attractive outside area with a big screen, being a shopper’s haven, and eating experiences. Not to forget, DT cinemas, where the experience is no less than a luxury hotel’s. And yes, it has a Harley Davidson showroom which I always happen to see first when I take escalators from basement parking but never dare to even enter or just gaze from the window. Harley is more of a DLF Emporio brand for me. C’mon, those who buy a Rs 50,000 Gucci shirt can only afford to buy Harleys, not those who scamper around buying the less influential Hilfigers and Zaras.

The downside of a shopping mall is that there are no flagship stores. Every brand has a limited collection and often they route you to a CP or South Ex store for entire collection. Is retail space in malls more expensive than South Ex/CP? Don’t know. It’s also amazing that how malls are really made for mindless shoppers. Last week, I wanted to buy a travel bag, a good one, I mean a good-looking one! Quite foolishly, I called up Louis Vuitton to enquire about the price range. Unsurprisingly, it was about Rs 57,000 for a bag that would be adequate for a three-day vacation in summers. And there I dropped the idea of buying LV (Sigh! Sigh!). Alternatives? I went to Promenade in the hope of having one.

Now, I didn’t know where to buy. Lacsote. Don’t have. Woodland. Next week. Da Milano. Will get at South Ex. Espirit. We only have women’s. Nike. We have only two. Puma. Good but not entirely convincing.

Six stores and you are done, but the indefatigable buyer in me persisted and gambled at Zara where the entire range bowled me over, and I did end up buying one with grey, mat finish. God bless Zara! That day I also realized that I can also manage to crib about shopping malls, find loopholes, and still can’t have myself away from these gigantic brand havens. Good gracious! But I still love my days of being knicker-wearing boy whose only motivation to accompany his mother and Aunties to Karol Bagh was to gluttonously lick a softy in a brown cone. It was the only thing I loved.

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Apr

The Kitchen at Khan Market

Posted on April 19th, 2011 by Harsh

There’s nothing too great to write about a barely 20-seater restaurant awkwardly located at the curve of a middle lane in Khan Market. Simply named The Kitchen with 100% transparent glasses and an unassuming entry where you would have to call out for a waiter to ask for a seat, The Kitchen has its own charm. The first thing that you notice is a big TV screen that would usually be playing a cricket match (we Indians are obsessed with it and our cricketers have a packed schedule to ensure that we are not devoid of any action).

I have been to The Kitchen twice into 10 days and primarily because the first visit was inspiring enough to go twice. First time, I was lured by their Chinese combinations and Keema Pav; on the second occasion, it was rice with Chicken and desserts that really sucked me in. The menu seems to be varied and exhaustive but it is really not. Not if you compare it with it’s a-few-blocks-away The Big Chill. However, it does give you a variety in Chinese, Continental, Indian and sea food. For me, The Kitchen is a kind of mini restaurant perfectly suited for an experimental evening where the focus is not on palates but on the fun of having eating out.

In a largely competitive Khan Market where eating out rules the roost, The Kitchen holds its own. Even on weekdays you will have to endure a waiting, unless you tend to have early dinner. The service is average. Peculiarly, they have shortage of paper napkins, and even in 500 sq ft you have to search for a waiter. But they have an enduring presence. The water is served in a remarkably huge jug lifting which would equate to weight lifting for any one under 10. The place may not be largely suited for claustrophobics, but the service is fast so you may not be in for more than 30-45 minutes.

I like The Kitchen but it stays as a once-in-a-while eating out destination for me. I still crave for its next door Al-Bake to reopen.

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Jan

The Middle Lane Fascination at Khan Market

Posted on January 3rd, 2011 by Harsh

There are many places in the world where you desire or aspire to go for walks in evenings. But there are few which you can never get enough of. For me, it has to be Middle Lane in Khan Market where I have spent umpteen evenings having seekh rolls, Pizzas or just making an entry into one of the restaurants/pubs. There’s something about the street food there’ it just never disappoints, and there’s got to be something about the air – it always refreshes you.

The middle lane, coming to explain of it, is replete with small shops that sell primarily quick snacks. For example, there is Aap Ki Khatir, known for its sumptuous Kakori Rolls. A few strides into the land, you have Al-Bake which only sells rolls with chomped chicken pieces with cheese (The roll best explained is a miniature and less stuffed version of a Shawarma). In between that you have Cocoberry, which women love for some odd inexplicable reason; Route 04 – a cheap destination for liquor lovers; Urban Café with its loud music and hukkahs (the food is pretty passable as well); The Kitchen which comes across as a cosy haven with its continental delights. I have not been to The Kitchen but is always seems fully occupied.

Then you have Chicago Pizza, which is agonizingly slow, and the guy at the counter these days seems to be a direct import from the slowest planet in the world. However, the pizza slice is sinfully yummy and surprisingly filling. If you have been there often, you would note three cats next to the outlet, and they are always fed by people who stand by to have their slice. Mind you , the cats don’t eat the base; they prefer chicken only. Blanco, a block ahead, is another loud-music, continental-food, I-am-so-suave, kind of restaurant/pub. The food is okay, and the pricing totally unflattering. Moving ahead, you have a hot dog store, and I can cannot recall the name (give it a safe skip). After a bit of walk, with CCD on your right, you have the champion eating joint of Khan Market – The Big Chill, followed by Khan Chacha and Sidewok at the fag end (Certainly not amongst the best Chinese restaurant in Delhi/NCR).

I may have missed a few (not too many) such as Market Café but I am not really frequent that place too much. I go there if I have sit for long all alone. It is a good place to do your work with least disturbance accompanied with good cappuccino. The staff is amicable as well. Gingermoon and Mamgoto are totally virgin territories from me.
Enjoy a walk through the middle lane when it is cold in the evening, have a bite here and there from everywhere, be with the people you love being the most, make your mind numb, and you are bound to enjoy it.

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Mar

Salaam Sigree

Posted on March 23rd, 2009 by Harsh

It just so happened on Saturday night that I had my cousin and her family at our place and we decided to go out for dinner – and the demand was to eat Indian food. Drifting away from the usual Italian/Chinese, we zeroed in on Sigree which is a new restaurant right next to Mainland China in Rajouri Garden, and also owned by the same group. I had been Sigree once earlier too but had only Murgh Hariyali. Since we were eight of us this time, I was quite sure that with a more elaborate order I’d be able to get the real taste of the food.

Sigree is located on the second floor (for the lazy ones there is an elevator) of the building that houses Mainland China. The service, which was excellent throughout, starts right from the parking area, where a restaurant staff person assists and then another one takes over and assists you right to the seat. The interiors are refreshingly different, understandably so, because the restaurant has opened recently, whilst most Indian restaurants in the vicinity have been there for many years – and all of them all utterly disappointing.

Sigree, meaning ‘clay oven’, does not have too much of capacity, but even on Saturday night it was not full. However, there were was a long waiting at Mainland China. But I think Sigree is catching up.

Coming back to my experience at Sigree, I ordered quite a few things to eat. But before that I must share that the menu is pleasantly crisp. You have a handful of pages – ‘Appetizers’, ‘Main Course – Veg’, ‘Main Course – Non Veg’ and ‘Desserts’. It serves alcohol too and a few mocktails (our neighbors were having lassi). A short menu is good since it does not confuse me. I also ended up asking the waiter on what should be the preferences and most of the dishes that he recommended were excellent. We ordered the regular Dal Makhani, Panner, Subz Handi (assorted vegetables in thick gravy- all a part of boring veg order) Veg Biryani, Chicken and Tandoori Bekti Masala. Bekti Masala is a Bengali fish preparation which is supposed to be spicy, but I got it done a less spicy. Bekti Masala was served sizzler style and was quite sumptuous. I tasted of bit of vegetarian stuff and Subz Handi stood out. Veg Biryani, as I heard it, was excellently made, too. The food, overall, was par excellence, and we relished every bite.

The highlight of the evening was the warm and prompt service. It could be because Sigree is new and wants to impress people with their quick and gentle service (the same thing that I experience with the recently-inaugurated Auto Max Honda as compared to the decade-old Ring Road Honda). As far as the pricing goes, I think it was quite reasonable – at least more than it appears to be. A meal for eight sans drinks cost us Rs. 2500/-

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Feb

Orange Hara at Rajouri Garden

Posted on February 22nd, 2009 by Harsh

Orange Hara Kitchen & Bar at Paragon Mall in Rajouri Garden is one of the latest restaurants to come up in the sprawling malls at Rajouri Garden. Being a Sunday afternoon, Swaran and I had gone to Costa Coffee to discuss some business over iced tea. As it turned out, we got over with the business talks soon, and headed to the MGF Mall to buy shoes, and ended up buying shades, other stuff, and discovering the most unexpected.

After a bit of shopping, we were curious to catch a show of Valkyrie which was unsurprisingly not being played at Waves! It also happened that we were hungry and Orange Hara caught our eye. It was 4:30 in the evening, so we planned to have some appetizers as I was just too hungry. Unsurprisingly, only a couple of tables were occupied. We seated on a couch which was pretty comfortable. The approach and exteriors of the restaurant are quite impressive, but the interiors and lounge are very wannabe given that it positions itself as a fine dining restaurant.

Anyhow, the food that we ordered was simplistic to the core. We just wanted a small midmeal and did not want to go wrong. So, what was ordered was tandoori murgh, a pint of beer and Pomegranate Cooler. Tandoori murgh did not disappoint, pomegranate cooler has nothing home to write about, and Carlsberg cannot go wrong. The service was a tad disappointing. They served beer in a glass instead of a mug. Swaran was not too happy with the staff member because he served beer into the glass without asking. Later, Tandoori murgh took good fifteen minutes to arrive. Thankfully and surprisingly, the served complimentary ‘mathi’ and potatoes with the beer. They were tolerably okay and for an empty tummy, worked well.

The drinks menu was not bad and the food menu read quintessential Indian food. Since Tandoori murgh was quite good, my guess is that the food would be good. But given the positioning, it lacked the class that you would generally associate with a fine dining restaurant. The pricing was quite reasonable.

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Feb

Amici and Chonas at Khan Market

Posted on February 15th, 2009 by Harsh

Chona! Chona! Not so Sona!

Yesterday was one of those days when I made a trip to the same market twice in a day. No, I was not dating two different women on Valentine’s Day! For that matter, and to no one’s amusement, not even one! Jokes apart, I was accompanying one of my friends who had come from Norway. Our day trip was essentially to South Extension where I had gone to Johnson Watch Co. and were supposed to head to Howzatt! (I just realized that I can write a review of this microbrewery later) at Galaxy Hotel in Gurgaon but due to lack of time could not make it. So, we made our way to Khan Market, with the idea of having sumptuous pasta at The Big Chill! However, that was not to be because my dear friend wanted to have a chilling mug of beer. The Big Chill, for I don’t know what reason, doesn’t serve hard drinks. My friend was hell-bent on guzzling beer and the food became secondary. So, we went to Chonas, which attracts me the least of all the eating out joints in Khan Market, to satiate the beer-thirsty palates.

Chonas is located in the same street as The Big Chill and I think there is one is in the outer lane also, or it may have closed now (I went there a few years back and have no clue about its existence now). Chonas has a confused look to it. They serve continental and Indian food. I know I should have tried Indian there but ended up ordering Lamb Chops and Fusilli with Chicken Meatballs. The food was alright to say the least. Nothing much to write about bottled beer. The interiors reminded me of the quintessential 80s restaurants and the walls had a retro look to it. The two elements were totally out of sync, unless it is some new sense of styling (I am quite conventional you see). There were a couple of tables along the window which gave a very good view of the market. Yesterday, you could only see pretty-looking couples out to celebrate Valentine’s Day, and the police guarding the market as if Taliban had issued a threat! All said and done, go to Chonas only if you want to drink. Do not go there for food. The pricing was pretty much modest.

Amici is Good, but the Big Chill is Better!

Well, coming to my evening trip to Khan Market, it was almost as undecided and impromptu. We felt like going for a long drive, and if you can top that with good Italian food, then of course, your evening is made. So, we decided to go to The Big Chill. Again, as luck would have it, there was a long waiting time which I just detest. So, our eyes fell on Amici, which is also an Italian restaurant, neighboring Chonas. We took a nice table for three at the terrace. It had a shed but there was nice breeze blowing which made it very pleasant. It was actually a table for two, but another chair was just adjusted on one of the sides, and yours truly was made to adjust on that. Not complaining though. Coming to the food, I ordered Penne Pasta with tomato and cream sauce. It had a strong flavor of tomato. It tasted nice but I loved my friend’s pasta which was in white sauce. Halfway thru, we exchanged our plates! Another friend had veg pizza (I don’t know why he puts himself thru such torture) which has nothing home to write about. I endured half a slice of it.

A meal for three cost us Rs. 1400. A tad high but being in Khan Market (the real estate is most expensive in the whole of Asia there) you can’t be more reasonable. Another trip to Amici? Well, only if the Big Chill is full!

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