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Think about all those
quality "express" restaurants around the city. You have
your Taco Bell Express and I swear I've seen Subway Express, Dunkin
Donut Express and some other garbage that only shows up in Manhattan
and attached to gas stations across the North East. Kashmir takes
the express to the extreme, putting a bunch of pre-made Indian-type
food in glass cases in the window that they reheat in microwaves.
It's awesome if you're completely not wigged out by flies and room
temperature poultry. Actually, anything this close to the Port Authority
should have a Silkwood shower on a bimonthly basis. Their claim (as
you can see in the photo to the left) to have the "world's best
coffee" is suspect at best. And that thing I ate that claimed
to be some sort of chicken kabab or tikka thing was more like a reconstituted
sawdust and birdmeat foodstick than anything else. Luckily I'm not
too picky about cleanliness or meat grades, so I didn't absolutely
hate the thing. The thing I did hate, though, was the completely unclear
way these guys sell things. There are like stacks of things with no
indication if they're a la carte, with or without sauce or rice or
whatever. You just kind of ask for whatever is sitting in the window
and then guess if there are any accompanying sides or flavorings or
whatever from a mumbling dude who seems kind of pissed you're asking
him for food. There's a second half of the restuarant behind a metal
shutter that has claimed to be undergoing renovations for about eight
months now--presumably just plain old Kashmir (sans Express). Good
luck there, guys. [MF]Think about all those
quality "express" restaurants around the city. You have
your Taco Bell Express and I swear I've seen Subway Express, Dunkin
Donut Express and some other garbage that only shows up in Manhattan
and attached to gas stations across the North East. Kashmir takes
the express to the extreme, putting a bunch of pre-made Indian-type
food in glass cases in the window that they reheat in microwaves.
It's awesome if you're completely not wigged out by flies and room
temperature poultry. Actually, anything this close to the Port Authority
should have a Silkwood shower on a bimonthly basis. Their claim (as
you can see in the photo to the left) to have the "world's best
coffee" is suspect at best. And that thing I ate that claimed
to be some sort of chicken kabab or tikka thing was more like a reconstituted
sawdust and birdmeat foodstick than anything else. Luckily I'm not
too picky about cleanliness or meat grades, so I didn't absolutely
hate the thing. The thing I did hate, though, was the completely unclear
way these guys sell things. There are like stacks of things with no
indication if they're a la carte, with or without sauce or rice or
whatever. You just kind of ask for whatever is sitting in the window
and then guess if there are any accompanying sides or flavorings or
whatever from a mumbling dude who seems kind of pissed you're asking
him for food. There's a second half of the restuarant behind a metal
shutter that has claimed to be undergoing renovations for about eight
months now--presumably just plain old Kashmir (sans Express). Good
luck there, guys. [MF]
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