But what was notable about the day was that I finally sampled the food at this Indian restaurant the name of which I can’t remember right now (I’ll ask someone else as soon as they wake up. UPDATE: Okay, the name is Kismet). Anyhow, it’s the one up City Street, number 100 and something. And here’s what’s so great about it: an eat all you can buffet for £2.5. Yes, only £2.5. I doubt there’s a better offer quality- or quantity-wise available around here.
So in I go, tired from several hours of walking. I ask the friendly waiter (for contrast see the slackers at WHSmith; last time one of them was staring into emptiness, while a second tried to chat up a third one) for a portion, was shown to my table and told that it’s self service. Okay, so I went to load up on the goodies and ohmygod, the food was perfect. Some chicken (with sauce), some potatoes (with sauce) and rice. I intentionally skipped the beans, though even they might’ve been edible in this gorgeous place. Having finished, I head back to the avian smorgasbord – twice.
By the time I got home about an hour later, I was bloated and had to spend the rest of the night burping. But what glorious, £2.5 Indian burps they were.
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