Exciting I know. So after a week of begging Chris to come out for Indian food with me I finally did it. And I may have used a bit of manipulation, but I think that could be debated. I actually ended up painting him this very adorable picture of us sitting in a corner of some sexy, steamy restaurant and feeding each other with our hands. Obviously it didn't quite go down like that. Although in my defense I did not promise it would. I simply "imagined" out loud how romantic such an Indian meal could be.
Regardless, it worked and we got to go for Indian last night. I love Indian food, but don't have it very often. He has not had it before, but was under the assumption that he would not find it very appetizing. Therefore, I did my research beforehand, because I knew that if I didn't pick a good place we would not be going out for Indian for several years after this. Luckily I came across a
place that had great reviews (by both critics and patrons).
We got there and the decor was slightly disappointing. I mean it was very cute, but I think I actually started believing we would be eating in some steamy, sexy restaurant with bright, plush fabrics and comfy little couches. The food, however, was delicious. They have some signature cocktails, I got a Rose Margarita (yummy and strong) and Chris got a Taj Mahal beer which he sang praises about all night. We ended up going with the Masala Dosa as an appetizer (which came Martha Stewart recommended) and was a big delicious crepe filled with potatoes and peas. It came with a three different sauces. For dinner we shared the Chicken Vindaloo and Chicken Masala. I kind of wanted to get a lamb dish, even though I don't usually eat lamb, but my guilt overcame me and I couldn't do it. I just kept picturing cute little lamb babies. Both chicken dishes were really yummy though. The vindaloo was spicier than I expected. They had warned me it was spicy, but I've had vindaloo before and thought I could take it.
Thankfully the water lady was spot on. Anytime my water glass was less than 3/4 of the way filled she was there filling it up. She must have come filled it at least 10 times. It was great. Because the worst thing when you are eating spicy food is to be out of a drink and unable to find the waiter to refill it. I think this was my favorite thing about the restaurant. My face lit up everytime she came by. The service was fabulous. For dessert I tried the milk patties, which were in this AMAZING sauce. Like to.die.for.
Overall, it was a really delicious meal, great service and Chris ended up really liking it. Genuinely. He cleared his plate and had seconds and thirds. I guess we'll be having Indian food in our future regardless of the lack of sexy, steamy decor. Although, if anyone actually does know a great Indian place with sexy, steamy decor let us know; we'll have to check it out. ;)