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| - I really want to find an Indian restaurant on the east side that I can get excited about, but until I do, Saffron Patch will have to do. (I've been to Cafe Tandoor on S Taylor once and that was one time too many.)
Great:
-Malai Kofta
-Garlic Naan
OK:
-Maharaja Biriani
-Lamb Vindaloo
Needed some serious help:
-Peshawar Cholle, a chickpea dish, greeted my tastebuds with a strange mineral flavor. I couldn't quite place it, but something just tasted off and out of harmony about this dish.
-Service (except for the bus boys/food runners, who were very attentive)
I will return to Saffron Patch on the strength of the Malai Kofta and Garlic Naan alone, but the mixed quality of the other dishes and the bad service really hurt this restaurant. I would like to describe my experience with the hostess. When I walked in the door the hostess area was totally empty. Just me and the hostess. All alone. At first I thought maybe she was a little blind and didn't see me so I stepped closer to her podium. Still, she did not even so much as look at me. She didn't say hello, she didn't tell me she would be right with me. Instead, she mumbled something and walked away. Really? How's that for a first impression? Eventually, one of the bus boys came and asked me if I needed anything and showed me to the table where my girlfriend was sitting.While I'm on the subject I should say those bus boys were the only competent members of the service staff. If it weren't for them I don't think I could bring myself to go back. Later, I was telling my girlfriend's parents about my experience with the hostess and they said she did the same thing to them. They also noticed that nobody said goodbye or thank-you as we left. Sadly, that's what I'm going to remember most about this visit, not the food.
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