The waiter came back with two A4 sheets of paper, outlining the menu. We scanned down, past delicious sounding salads, cheesy ravioli, and the traditionally festive lemon pepper sole (?), and found turkey breast and cranberry sauce. Further still, plum pudding, rum balls, tiramisu, icecream. We were happy. Can we reserve a table, says Rod. We can, the waiter tells us, and smiles. Do you want to get the reservations book?, suggests Rod. The waiter looks a little bemused. I don't think they have a reservations book. I'm so pleased "bookings advisable" was on the door...So Rod wrote on the sheet of A4 paper, confirmed table for six, Fairweather, and got the waiter to sign it. The waiter gave it back to Rod. So we had a confirmed booking for six...we knew it, but the restaurant didn't really...
So on Christmas day, armed with our sheet of paper showing we thought we had a confirmed booking, we stepped into the Middle Lane of upmarket Khan Market.
It looks even more upmarket in this picture, because you can't see the broken manhole covers... The waiter recognised us when we got there, and had to make a table of six for us. Weren't we glad we'd booked ahead! But the food was lovely, and plentiful, as was the wine. And we didn't have to cook or wash up afterwards! Result!
I did take one of my Christmas CDs with me, just in case they had Boney M on a loop, but thankfully it wasn't needed.
1 comment:
Love the santa hats on the waiters. Glad you were able to have turkey on Christmas, Happy new years to you and your family.
It's been fun following your life in India!
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