On Wednesday night Byron and I decided to try the low-rent Indian fare on my street. India Sweets and Spices of Your Life is a restaurant I’ve always seen across the street from Nipa Hut but never tried.
It turns out they have a larger Indian grocery store in the same building that has everything from Indian ice cream to rice flakes (have you ever seen rice flakes before?). They have a large menu at their small fast food restaurant, but only seven or eight items you can see. As it was dinner time and there was a line of irate Indians forming behind us we decided not to chat up the order taking juvenile and just pointed at what we wanted. They only have one cash register for the restaurant AND the store, so everyone is hurried along in what must be a typical experience in overpopulated India.
It wasn’t until we started chomping down on everything that we realized we were eating a vegetarian meal. It was still all good though. We had some of the red fried potatoes (at first I thought it was cauliflower, but it must have been potato), some of the herb spiced potatoes, nan, rice, hot onions and white sauce (a watery sour cream sauce with white beans – very similar to what I’ve had in some Greek restaurants). All of this times 2 for under $10. It wasn’t the extreme deliciousness that we encountered at Tantra a week earlier, but it was a third of the price and much more filling. After we finished we realized we had basically just eaten a plate of carbs + a plate of flatbread (the nan).
We spent the rest of the night drawing at a cafe in silverlake, often joking about the hipster doofuses that frequently walked by.
don’t forget the hobos… wait, that was us.
oh yeah, and the hipster mating call, forgot about that. We have to do a airplane emergency instruction type manual of that mating call… That is your assignment for tomorrow!
Weren’t both of you in the same room when writing these 2 comments?
Can’t just talk to each other eh? 😉
That would be SO 1999
Wow, you’re definitely from the valley.
You guessed it.. the MOV! (Mid-Ohio-Valley)
Never understoon that…since we weren’t in the middle of Ohio…
The middle of the vally of the Ohio river. River was the Ohio before the evil white devils created the state.
I meant “the valley” in california where you live right now. They talk a certain way.
That is SO… like… oh my gosh!
I know, but little did you know… I did grow up in the valley… just a different valley…