new york city foodsteps
Second time disappointment happened this Tuesday, October 15. The disappointment from the evening spilled over to the food, but my other friends agreed that the food wasn’t the best.
It was Ab’s birthday. Ma (Ab’s wife) wanted us all to go out. It’s a weekday. The next day is a weekday. You have to take care of other things so you keep other people waiting until past 9 to even arrive at the restaurant. And even that’s not the end of it. You don’t consult, other people, you just pick up a place. A place that’s not even close to your earlier destination so that you could have reached earlier. A place that is a cheap one, understanding perfectly well that you won’t have to pay since it’s yours or your fam’s birthday. And to add to it, I have been to that restaurant.
Why my frustration with the money and all? Because when we go out in groups, these two are the ones who’ll always order individually and never finish their portions, ever ever ever.
I wasn’t too keen, but I ended up going anyway. OK, so my rant about the people is done. Over to food now.
The lasuni gobi and the paneer pakoras were the only two saving graces for the entire evening. OK, the salted lassi too. The lasuni gobi was nice and crisp and superb flavours of everything from the salt to the sauces to the garlic. The paneer pakoras usually turn out bland, and the batter layer was thick, but it was fried well, not greasy and tasted good. The salted lassi was a tad too salty for me but it almost was like the ginger powder was probably toasted to perfection and then added to this.
The paneer entree with tamarind sauce was alright, the lotus root koftas was better but the sookhi sabzi killed it. It was supposed to be tava (flat griddle) tossed, but with the presentation and the crispiness (or the lack of it), it was more like a kadhai tossed entree. Not to mention I think I do a better job with it. And not to mention also that I almost fought with the hubster to have it ordered for the table. Same went for the dal tadka. The taste wasn’t bad, but you couldn’t see the tadka on the top, and my mother almost commented that she didn’t want to try plain dal.
The chocolate ganache cake with the sorbet saved some of the day for the restaurant.
But nothing saved the day for the hosts. They were five of them and they fairly easily gave up on the check to be paid by us. Seriously!? At the end, they paid and said they’ll put up our shares, but for once, with all the insistence they had on us attending, could they not have paid. Given their parents were visiting? Or could they not have hosted a party at their place?
They’ll have to do much to redeem themselves in my eyes – true for Ab&Ma and Junoon.
The place looks quite appealing and inviting and the service was very polite and friendly.