Since I am thinking about the yummy food at The Samarkand (Gem Plaza, Infantry Road) right now, may as well make a post about it – 45 minute wait for table, 15 minutes to serve, 30 minutes to eat and all night to feel happy about it!
Cuisine – Central Asian
Fancy “news paper” style menu
40% Veggie compliant menu
Serves Huge juicy mushrooms and some amazing
Pumpkin Papaya Pickle. Slurp!
Appetizers served while you wait (outside)
Nice ambience with a “Prince Of Persia” theme
Moderately more expensive
Thanks to for suggesting the place!
Oh, got to tell you ppl about the time I took Anjali's pup “Nikki” for a walk. “Anjali, get me 2 loaves of bread and take the dog for walk”, said Anjali's mother. “Shanu… I cant walk the dog AND carry bread at the same time so…” said Anjali to me. “Grrr… I'll come along and hold the bread” said Shanu sweetly.
So we start walking down the road and lo, what do we see… one small lil dog on the road. Nikki goes “woof”, street dog goes “WOOF”. Nikki turns chicken, Nikki puts his short lil paws with long sharp nails on my legs and scratches the crap outta me.
This was just the start, then we had to pass by Jessie's (no relation to my colleague) house. Jessie is Nikki's mom. So here we are walking past the gate when Jessie and another pup comes storming out like a hurricane and go on a loud barking frenzy. And pretty soon, the entire neighbourhood was barking.
Our lil hero goes “yelp yelp yelp”, sort of like the scene from Asterix in Spain where li'l Pepe ties a pan to Dogmatix's tail and the dog yelps and runs around for help. So i hug him like I a teddy bear and he hugs me like a scratching post. Aaah.. what fun!
Nikki is currently recovering from the near death experience and I am recovering from all the scratches.
Yesterday I completed one week on the front seat of a bike. Since is on a excursion trip to Kerala, had the bike to myself for the last 4 days. Had the unfortunate incident of toppling the bike in front of 's place just before he left. The gear box fluid has leaked a bit, other than that, the bike still moves.
I still don't get what's the big deal in 2 wheelers. So far its just been an obstacle course riding on these roads with the wind messing up my hair and making my eyes go dry. Guys overtaking from the left has me worried and the endless speed bumps has been a royal PITA. No music to listen to while waiting at traffic signals either. Riding at 90 KMPH is fun on a two wheeler, but driving at 180 KMPH on a Mercedes with music and seat belts on is way better.
Actually, I still prefer to be driven around than driving/riding myself! But am seriously considering getting a 2 wheeler soon, circumstances might just require me to own one soon. Told mom about it and she seems to be fine with it as long as I wear my helmet, knee pads, elbow pads, supporters… its a rugby match out there folks!