September 19th-
It was a perfect evening.....cold enough for a soft, comforting sweater, yet warm enough not to abandon my flip flops. We decided to go somewhere we had never been before, and since Nathan was tired from a long week of work, I suggested we stay in our hood this time......but a part of our hood that we seldom venture to.......north of west 95th. We set out down Broadway and nothing seemed to quite fit what we were looking for until we stumbled upon this tiny little authentic looking Indian restaurant on 103rd. We decided to give it a try. After looking around and then reading the menu, we had to laugh and agree, that, yes, this was probably authentic Indian food. Carafes of wine were referred to as "crafts" on the wine list, and when I asked what kind of wine they had I was told "red or white". The staff was made up of what seemed to be a family. They were all very sweet. It was very charming and down to earth. They were even playing Indian music in the background. (There is nothing worse than going to an "ethnic" restaurant, and being made to listen to Ace of Base.) We ordered our usual.....Nathan, the chicken tikka, and me, the mutter paneer. Along side of this we had garlic naan and riatha, which weren't the best ever, but they were ok. Our entrees were good. Nathan's was better than mine. I would have liked to have more paneer. All in all, it was a nice meal. The food was good and the energy was happy. We left satisified and with a to go menu in hand.
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