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In case you didn't get that name, we'll pause here for a moment and show it to you again. As you walk down from the main part of town towards the Toy Train Station, it's the last road on your right. And it's definitely worth finding. |
| Yet another food critic. The restaurant is just up the stairs, take
a right and then a left down a long, dark hallway to a small, naturally
lit restaurant that that could seat 12 on a cramped day, with a view that
is one of the best in town. I approached a man at a small table who appeared
to be the cashier and asked if there was a menu. No, he said, set meal
only. Ok, how much. Two rupees. So I figured that if we each had three
set meals -- at two vegetables and a roti, portions didn't look very
substantial -- it would cost six rupees each. So we sat down. |
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A little prayer never hurts when it comes to a good meal. So what was Leela praying for? Not the cauliflower that arrived, I can assure you. |
| Just like in the Boy Scouts, everything was served on steel. Besides
the cauliflower, which even Leela thought was great, and the peas which
were delicious, there were rotis, six-inch-round flat breads, plus curry
gravy to dip it in. My resident roti expert thought they were the best
she'd ever eaten. I was too busy feeding my face to make much more than
agreeable grunting noises. The boys kept coming over with seconds and
thirds of vegetables and sixths, sevenths and eighths of rotis. It was
the simplest, most delicious meal I've ever had. And the price was not
two rupees per serving, but two rupees for everything. |
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We had a great time and especially remember a family of four arriving
and polishing off two bowls of raw red onions as an appetizer (no charge).
Then it was time for a picture with the boys and more adventures. |
