Monday, April 27, 2009

Ignis

After trolling Connaught Place for two hours trying to find Dv8 (apparently a great pub), we finally settled for Ignis bar and restaurant, mostly because we could see some muted orange ufo-esque lights shining through its huge windows. I had my misgivings, as  I didn't find much information while googling it on my iPhone, and they were justified when we walked in, as only one other table was occupied.

However, the ambiance was pretty decent. Besides the afore mentioned UFO lights,there was a wall of flickering lamps, and best of all, a panoramic view of CP and it's park (was not too hard to get a window seat considering it was empty). Nevertheless, I nearly got out and left, as after I was seated the waiter whispered in my ear, 'No hot drinks, sir. We haven't got our liquor license!'.  However, we were tired, and the seats were comfortable, so we shrugged and said what the hell.

From outside, you would be forgiven for thinking Ignis would serve european cusine, but make no mistake, Ignis is a hard core Indian restaurant.  They may have tried to diversify the menu a bit, (and you'll find a bruchetta platter and bacon stuffed chicken breast in there), but most of the menu is taken up by a variety of Indian food. And the food is quite good!

The first thing that struck us were the portions - which were quite small. But the food was tasty, and quite unique. The Chettinad mutton pepper fry was extremely spicy and succulent, while the marthaba ka meat was tangy and tasty. However, the onion and garlic pilaf and the chilli parathas left much to be desired. I finally wound up with a Kulfi which tasted like frozen milkmaid condensed milk; but's that was not a problem, coz I freakin' love milkmaid.

So, in conclusion, stay away from Ignis, unless you love UFOs. Or freakin' milkmaid.

Friday, April 17, 2009

/b/

anonymous

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Depression Dog’s V Day

Well, I was trolling 4chan and here are some depression dog jpegs just for you sad lonely people on V Day. Enjoy and relate.

 

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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Sunday, February 08, 2009

The Rooftops of Norwich

I got the scars to remind me

Of watching the clocks go round
I've walked myself through somedays
That have put me where I am

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In another time, In another place
All things might have been in place
But for now, I'm finding myself
Out here standing on a rooftop screaming

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Hey world, are you listening?
Listening to me?
I'm here and I'm hurting
To begin again

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It's another time, it's another place
We are making moral pace
But for now I'm finding myself
Out here standing on my doorstep screaming

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Hey world, are you listening?
Listening to me?
I'm here and I'm hurting
To begin again

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Hey world, I'm ready to listen
And learn something new
I'm here and I'm willing
To get myself though

Sunday, January 25, 2009

A Brand New Day

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Friday, January 23, 2009

The Hag that Is

Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi' perfect sconner,
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner? -- Robert Burns

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Fireworks

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Monday, January 19, 2009