When a friend of mine excitedly told me about this restaurant called Ali Baba, I was intrigued. The story is Arabian in origin, so I was expecting some Middle Eastern restaurant. So we walked down into Bethesda, and she leads me into this restaurant:
1. It was DELHI DHABA, not Ali Baba. (Dhaba means eatery, and Delhi is the capital of India).
2. The food was pretty lousy. Yellow lentils were flat, the zucchini curry isn't authentic Punjabi cuisine as they claim (and the zucchini was sweet), and the potatoes in the potato curry were chopped once, which resulted in halves as big as my face. They also drizzled some masala on top, which did nothing to the insides.
3. And NO RAITA. ANY self-respecting Indian restaurant has raita.
Epic Fail, Delhi Dhaba. Epic. Fail.
(Best Indian restaurant in Bethesda still is Haandi - Haands down)
One more thing: Reacquaint yourself with Ali Baba's story. I read the story when I was maybe five, and I STILL remember the pictures from the book, especially one tableau depicting the theives in the drums. And Morgiana was stunningly beautiful.
Friday, January 2, 2009
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