Jul 06, 2005 08:57 PM
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(Updated Jul 06, 2005 09:06 PM)
Firstly I’d like to say that this Restaurant doesn’t physically revolve or anything. It always stays stationary just like the other normal ones. But by the time you exit the restaurant, your head sure will be revolving round and round until and unless you drown a couple of aspirins. .
The Parking – They have a pan-chewing watchman who I think is nailed to his chair. No matter how much difficulty people are having in backing their cars out, he just doesn’t stand up and help..........
The interior and layout – Full marks to the layout and design of the place. That is the only thing in this review which is going to get a high rating. But you’re not going there to eat the place up, are you? Anyways…..the Village is a Garden restaurant, where you have open-cabin-like-structures built up at a height of 20 steps, and then when you climb slowly up the creaking stairs and sit down on the wooden-anytime-gonna-collapse-floor you’ll find a low table awaiting for you to immediately plonk down your wallet and mobile phone……… I asked the guy accompanying us up the steps if any of these structures had ever fallen down while people were sitting in them. Truthful soul he was, he said “yes sir, once”. So I asked…..”yeah….and what did you do to settle…….i mean the people must have sued you or something right?” “No, sir” he said “We just didn’t charge them for the food”. I didn’t know whether that was good or bad.
“Uh-oh” I thought. So if the people settled for that, it must mean they have sky high prices. So while the waiter brought the menu, I was lost deep in thought as to what would be a better option, the structure crashing and me getting hurt? Or being stripped of all my money by this darn expensive restaurant? Either way….it didn’t do my appetite any good…...The menu came, sure as hell….prices were expensive….but not worth settling for incase the structure fell down…..so slowly my appetite started coming back. The waiter came up “Yes sir, can I take your order”. I generally don’t order at restaurants so I told my sister and her friend to order. And boy, they ordered like it was a Queens banquet. We had soup, salad, 4 sabji’s, excluding Baked Vegetable with extra cheese, the roti’s, nan’s , masala papad’s and the other normal stuff.
So anyways…….5 min after we placed the order, I had a sudden desire to eat a Thali, because it had been a long time since I had had a thali in a restaurant. So we called our waiter back up. “hey, I said, can you cut down 1 sabji, and instead I’ll take a thali”. “Sorry sir” he said and pointed to the back of a menu where it was printed ‘Order’s once placed will not be cancelled.” I scowled at him and said “I can read that……Bring me a thali anyways.” Yessir” he said and went down running with the whole wooden structure vibrating like crazy. So now, the food started commin up…..First came the 4 sabji’s, Baked Vegetable and everything. THEN came the soup and the masala papad…….So I got hopping mad, but I didn’t want to make a scene with my sisters friend, so I sort of cooled myself down. Then comes my Thali.
Now there’s this thing, that when you are faced with 5 sabji’s and only two people to eat it, your hunger kind of quickly dissapitates away as fast as it has risen. I was obviously enjoying my Thali, which was quite good but not excellent. And my sister and her friend were trying to cope up with the mountain of food.
Within 10 minuites it became clear, that these two weight-watching-girl’s aren’t going to be able to finish all that food. Infact as I found out a little later, they hardly even touched all the subji’s. All 4 subji’s were more or less 90% still in the vessel. So I called our grumbling waiter over…..”hey you, can you pack all these 4 subji’s? As it is, we hardly touched them”.
The waiter started shuffling around in discomfort and said “sorry sir, we do not pack food”. “The hell you don’t” I said and proceeded to walk down the Trojan Horse structure to talk with the manager. The manager was a graceful middle-aged-man who confirmed that they indeed did pack food. So I went back up again taking 5 minuites to reach the top. The waiter was still hanging around……He sees me and comes over “hey” I said “talk with your manager, he said you guys do pack food”.
“Hmm….okay sir”, but “we don’t really pack food from the plate” he said pointing to the subji in the two girl’s plate. I looked at him coldly and said “I meant the food from the vessel, and not the plate…..are you stupid or something? Have you ever packed food from a plate.?” So with this mad waiter hovering above my neck, I finally managed to finish my food but not before the lunatic came back up once more to ask “Sir, can I pack all the subji’s in one container”. I looked up and said slowly “you…..want to pack 4 different subji’s in a single container?”. He seemed to get my point after I repeated the previous sentence 3 times in a menacing voice
The perfect ending to a perfect dinner -- Anyways…the bill came…..and I normally don’t check the items but this time I felt that I should. And I’m glad I did. There was a plate of Rice in there I didn’t order, so we called the waiter back up…….... As soon as he came up I asked him “Where’s the package of food I told you to pack?” “Sir, its being packed”. “hmm….okay” I said “there’s this Rice in here we didn’t order”.
“Are you sure sir, you didn’t order this” came the dim-witted reply. Time for revenge I thought.
“hey….oh…I hope you didn’t charge for this rice I got in my Thali”
“No sir….”
“What, I said” pretending not to understand “so this rice that is here in my plate, you have charged me for THAT rice, is that so…..oh okay….i understand then….but why didn’t you just include the price of the rice in the thali’s price”
“No sir….i haven’t charged you for the rice in your thali, that’s included in your thali”
“but it says here in my bill that I have ordered Rice….and you’re saying…………………..”
He gave me a look of annoyance and exasperation and went down and came back up 5 minuites later “Sorry sir, yes you’re right…..you have ordered no rice….it was our mistake” (Your mistake….!!! It was my mistake that I ever came here in the first place)
But I said….”this rice in my plate……so you didn’t charge for that…..ohh thank you”
The waiter opened his mouth to say something, then thought better of it and again shut it. Finally when we left the restaurant, all the staff was looking at us
To this date, everytime I pass this restaurant, I stare at the watchman on his chair and the high structures you can see from the highway, always wondering whether that crazy loon of a waiter is still working there or not. Incase he’s not……..you better do some extensive research on the next Naukar you hire. Trust me, you don’t want it to be this guy.
