My trip to AMNH yesterday was a tad exhausting, but I saw what I wanted to see, and it was very cool – worth all the trouble. Afterwards my head hurt from hunger. Mindfully bringing my bag along with me, I got out that Frommer’s cheap NYC guide and looked for some cheap eats. There were so many good suggestions and itineraries.
I am not a person who should ever be allowed to be president, because I can’t make a freaking decision save my own life, much less the free world. So try to imagine the headache I felt from trying to pick one of these places. Go on. Hurts, don’t it?
After an irritating cab ride around the
I finally settled on a festive little restaurant with flowers and chili lights (like you see in
You get a lot of food at Sonar Gaow for your money, which makes it a great place to eat. The quality of the food – well, it isn’t bad food, but I’ve had better, (Check here for a review from someone who, well, would disagree). It's kind of like a small, cramped Bengali Café Hon, only much, much cheaper. But with my entire meal coming to $6.95, I can overlook the weakness of the mulligatawny soup.
And every course was, to put it more mildly than the food here, a bit weak. The first, said soup, was very heavy on the cumin, and not tangy at all. But it was hot and brought to my table almost immediately. Next came the vegetable samosa, which had a lovely smell, and which was served on top of a pappadum that tasted a little cinammony to me. This samosa – my chosen appetizer from among several – was also not thrilling, but adequate, and worth the price (hey, if you do the math, it probably works out to, oh, $1 at most).
My main dish (also chosen among many) was the lamb dopiaza. It followed the same, conflicted path – served hot and immediately, but weaker than I’m used to. This dopiaza was light on the fat, and the gravy was plentiful but, again, the dish was weak. I did enjoy the naan the waiter brought out with the meal. But what bothered me was the rice. I usually expect basmati rice in an Indian restaurant. But what I got tasted strangely like gummy, warmed-over plain white rice. Bleah. But again, at $6.95 for the whole meal, I could even overlook that. Not for more money, but for that price, yes.
The final bill did include a Diet Coke (about $1.50), but the total bill still came to less than $10. Very impressive for a three-course meal, I think (they forgot my dessert, though). Would I go back to Sonar Gaow? No, I would not go back. And what incentive is there? There are so many other Indian restaurants that, even if I got to