You can hardly ever be surprised by anything in this infernal city-boiler. Definitely no. But!

“Are you going to Trishna?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a really famous place!”

“Ok, famous for tasty food?”

“Famous and tasteful!”

“Excuse me?”

“The food is awesome, for sure!”

“We’re counting on you!”

About 30 minutes by taxi along that crazy kinetic sculpture which the locals call “the city” and you’re there.

A tight street, a shabby entrance, some silly old interior design, it’s narrow inside and overbooked. In short, “this is our client”!

We enter (you must have a reservation) and pass by narrowly placed tables to get to our table. Pictures on the menu and smells make my knees weak and my stomach growl.

We sit down.

The menu. Right here the real problems begin. For example, the crab: Ok, we’ve chosen a hero among crabs but it has EIGHTEEN cooking flavours! Fucking 18! And jumbo shrimps have even more! Namely 22! What are you going to choose?

Great, we did guess right about the crab (garlic/batter), but the chili lobster was just “kind of cool”. So you sit there and greedily peer at your neighbor’s lobsters: grilled in cheese & butter / kalamiri / butter pepper garlic / masala (n.i.) / chilly garlic / masala (s.i.) /schezuan / tandoori / Chinese green sauce / black pepper sauce / ginger garlic sauce / green pepper sauce / hot black garlic sauce…

Yes, you sit there and think – fucking hell, what if «masala (n.i.)» is BETTER?! (EVEN BETTER?!)

And you begin to feel horrified. I’m just kidding!

A very, very, very tasty restaurant: lemon curry, crab, lobster, inescapable chicken tikka masala, raita, salty/sweet lassi and even some simply grilled fish. Everything’s beyond all praise!

Does it have something to do with a different quality of spices? Or is it because it is the homeland of Indian cuisine? I don’t recognize any familiar dishes! Definitely, they all are much better here!