New Taste of India

On Wednesday, June 27, 2007, I was persuaded to go and eat at this Indian restaurant in the village. Now, I personally wanted sushi, the all you can eat variety, but my friend persuaded me to go and try the restaurant, because it could be the "best Indian food that I've ever had". I stupidly went along and actually took up the suggestion and tried the restaurant.

I don't recall exactly the name of the restaurant, but it's situated on Ste. Catherine Street east, west of Papineau.

Don't go there. The food is not very tasty... The oniono bhaji tasted like charcoal, the servings are small, the service is bad, they didn't have aloo ghobi nor a mango lassi. How can you not have mango lassi on an extremely humid day that is about 32 degrees with humidex? That's just a stupid business decision right there.

I ordered an Aloo Paneer (spinach with potato - sort of like a saag aloo, but the spinach is a bit more creamy), and a chicken korma. Conclusion? The Aloo Paneer didn't have enough flavour, nor did the chicken korma. (How can you screw a chicken korma up?) I ordered a Biryani rice, but it wasn't very tasty either, and the naan was just a badly gone wrong Indian pancake.

For the price I paid, I could have enjoyed myself at sushi, but I ended up with bad service, bad food, bad experiences, a bad meal, and bad food to take home.

After this bad dinner, I went to go see the fireworks. Now, there's nothing wrong with that, but I was watching them underneath the bridge. There's nothing wrong with that either. However, if you're watching it underneath the bridge, you expect that the shit from the fireworks (the extinguished ones - you know the dust, soot, etc.) to fall on you... If you were on the bridge, that stuff falls less on you, because gravity works faster, most of the time. Don't get me wrong, there are times when the wind works faster, but today, gravity won out.

It was hot, humid, and I just wanted to either go to a bubble tea or to go home... My friend insisted on checking out this bar in the village, and thank goodness we only went for two minutes, not even. There was no one there, so we left. At that moment, my friend wanted to continue to hang out in the village - I have no idea why, but I just took the metro home. So much more relaxing, and I actually was indoors when the thunderstorm hit. It was nice to be able to watch it from home.