Allisons 2-Sterne-Beitrag:
Went here seeking some more of the best samosas I've ever experienced, based on the tastes I got for some tix at the Taste this year. My boyfriend and I went in on a Wednesday night around 7:45 pm, and the place was mostly empty, with two other occupied tables.
The menu is overwhelming if you're not familiar with authentic North Indian and South Indian fare; it's four pages of ambiguous and non-descriptive translations that left my boyfriend and myself at a loss for what to order. We decided we would get a recommendation from our waiter...
who never came.
There was an old man busboy who wandered between the three tables, continually refilling the water carafes. This went on for probably close to a half hour before the owner-chef-manager-waitress came over and asked if we were ready. We asked her what she'd recommend, and she told us that everyone does and should order the appetizer sampler basket, which came with some of the samosas we were really after. Beyond that, she started listing the different headings on the menu, but without telling us what they were, or which ones were best. We settled on the Rava Masala Dosa.
Our appetizers came out, and the samosas, as we remembered, were wonderful. The rest of the appetizer basket was just different kind of mashed veggie combos, with different batters, fried. It came with a couple of chutneys, one which was spicy and one which was sweeter, we enjoyed the sweet one quite a bit but there's really only so much deep-fried veggie mash you can eat. Trust me, we went to that point and back.
Then the Rava Masala Dosa came out-- it was a GIANT crispy "crepe" almost like shredded hashbrowns in texture, with a tiny amount of spiced potatoes in the middle, and a cup of stewed sauce and vegetables, with some chutneys. Mostly, it was just crepe. Pretty disappointing. My boyfriend even accidentally took all of the potatoey filling when we were trying to split the dish.
Maybe we would have been better off ordering something we knew we liked at other Indian restaurants, like Aloo Gobi or Chana Masala... But it seemed like we had so many unusual choices available to us, and we should take advantage. And nothing excuses the plates we asked for that were never delivered, or the fact that we actually did run out of water despite it being the "busboy"'s only duty, or the fact that we didn't finish our meal until after closing!