Laxmi’s
After driving around, visiting two uncooperative restaurants, I’ve just wheeled into a random group of restaurants. The signage isn’t clear however. My first thought upon entering this Italian restaurant was “I didn’t know Italians worshipped Vishnu.”
Could be goat, chicken, beef or lamb.
Turned out to be butter chicken. The rice was a fairly long-grain rice that was steamed to the right texture, but lacked any flavour that would differentiate it from basic rice. The chicken was in very large chunks, that required further surgery, and the naan bread was heavy, and had a doughy taste.
Home-made dumplings in a sweet cardamom sauce.
These had the exact taste and flavour of three spherical cinnamon doughnuts, immersed in honey-water. It was as sweet as you’d expect, and slightly on the sickly side. The cream and strawberry were unrelated here. The cream just liquefied and dissipated when it touched the warm honey sauce.