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| - My parents went here and reccomended it.
My friend and I were in the neighborhood drunk and starving and decided to give it a try. We thought the food was FABULOUS (from what i remembered, which did include crawling around the table looking for a cigarette i dropped.)
I came back about a month later with the same friend and our roommate. We sat there for awhile before someone came to take our order, and realized that there were half a dozen gallon jugs of milk sitting out on the counter. They remained there for our entire meal, which was pretty disturbing. When the waiter showed up, he was dripping sweat from his chin, and proceeded to sweat on our entres as he brought them. Now personally, I'm not so grossed out by a little sweat that I would ignore a heaping plate of food in front of me. I tried everything that was brought and didn't finish any of it. My friends that I was with were really freaked out by the sweating and the warm milk sitting out and barely touched theirs.
Lesson of all this? If you are going to go to Kohinoor, get drunk. Otherwise, go to Udupe, Pasand, Copper Kettle, or heck, del taco!
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