How pathetic can a bar/pub/restaurant get? Try Moets.
My opinion about Delhi pubs, bars and restaurants is really negative. Gurgaon, which is just a stone’s throw away from Delhi has far better places. But this place really takes the prize for the worst place in Delhi I have been to (so far, that is).
We went into this place on a Saturday evening, and it was almost empty. That should have alerted us, but we went ahead nevertheless. There was a foreign couple sitting at a table reading a novel (separate/different novels for two). Novel!! On a Saturday evening in a bar!? That too from a white couple? And I thought that the western people were romantic!
Anyway, the food and drinks were expensive. I am not a miser; I don’t mind paying even Rs. 1000 for a 30 ml peg of IMFL, but then the place and ambience must be worthy of it. But such places with such ridiculously expensive prices just make me lose my head. The waiter was slower than even a retirement age government employee. Food was just about ok. This place is apparently famous for its sea food, but I prefer vegetarian affair. The bar has a shack like ambience, which I disliked. It was specious though and a good amount of distance was maintained between tables. That was probably the only good part of it.
The most annoying part was while paying the bill. We paid by credit card, and the waiter came back saying that his credit card machine is ’not working’. Everyone knows what this crap means, at least in Delhi. I have always wondered how people in Delhi can tolerate this sh*t about card payments. No matter whether you are at a grocery shop, bar, pub, apparel showroom - the moment you flash a card the retailer’s card maching goes into the status of ’not working’. If anyone did such nonsense in Mumbai, he will be out of business! Anyway, I had to vent out my frustration. So I told the waiter that I will pay only by card (without any surcharge) and if the machine did not work in next 10 minutes, they will have to send a delivery boy to my address to pick up a cheque next day. He went back to the cashier, and ’miraculously’ the machine worked!