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Some might miss the
lack of kitschy Christmas lights and native Indian touches like tarnished
urn-like things, eight-armed elephants and some dusty, old rugs. We,
on the other hand, appreciate the casual elegance of the place. The
low lighting, nice seating and large windowed frontage add a touch
of class to a genre of cuisine that is so rife with cheese. I actually
went there for a birthday celebration on Halloween with a bunch of
friends and was seated at a long banquet table up front. The place
was amazingly empty for dinnertime, but that just meant more personal
service for us. This joint is a little pricier than the Indian places
I'm used to patronizing, but it felt a more upscale with the fancy
serving dishes, well-dressed waiters and fawning, but strangely slow,
service. Of course, again, we were the only people in there and probably
looked like a big, fat tip waiting to happen--but not big enough to
hustle with the water as our mouths burned like the Malibu hills in
the dry, California summer. The food was pretty damn good, too. We
had your typical lamb vindaloo (goan gosht vindaloo) and chicken tikka
masala (called murg for some reason) and relished in the mounds of
rice, sheets of naan and bowls of raita. My Levi's were at the breaking
point by the end of the meal, and everyone seemed satiated, as they--with
eyes glazed--reached for dessert menus only to realize that Indian
desserts are kinda gross. So, if you have a good amount of time and
large group of friends who want to get full and get lit, this place
is kinda like a really weak state of nirvana. [MF]
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