I had been hearing the twitterati, hipstah and food lovers raving about the place for a while, saying that it had come up in the erstwhile Yellow Tree Cafe place, but was not too keen to try it out, given that I had some of my other favourites around.

However, a chance coincidence that Gurpriiet called up and we decided to catch up after nearly more than six months.

One of the primary advantages was he stays nearby and I could whizz home faster and so settled for Smoke House Deli. Reached around 8 pm on a wednesday and found him plonked outside in the smoking zone and decided to continue there.

I liked the changes they’ve done. The service was pretty quick, we ordered Gin and Tonic for me and the lady, Gurpriiet opted for his beer.

The round went quicker than India getting bowled out on a bad day and ordered a second, third and fourth; and therein my peeve began – A shetty joint brings and dumps lime pieces when asked; better quality restaurants ask slices or peel and bring a plate – artistically arranged or plain – but in spite of reminding it did not happen.

The lady ordered Garlic Bread, small quarter plates were brought and ‘no excuse me’ trying to push it past my nose to the lady, till she took it and laid it aside. Suddenly, one bright red plastic, oily basket was dumped on the table, upon being asked I was told that it was the bread basket, so my next question ‘we did not order, so is it complimentary or because we have ordered the third round it is given’ was answered by it comes with the food. Duh!

The garlic bread was excellent, just the crunch and real genuine stuff. We tried convincing the server that we did not want the plastic basket which may have looked trinky or whatever the designer wanted but did not go with the decor (all three of us agreed) a cane basket would have been much more sexier and elegant. Finally he took it away, leaving the bread in the nice & cute jute bag.

As a starter, we tried chicken peri peri satay, which I asked and was reconfirmed would NOT have too many vegetables but promptly arrived loaded with veggies – if I wanted veggies, I would have ordered them wouldn’t I?

The lady left and we had a last round, glass skidding, coasters being tried to drag over. Phew!

Finally, asked for the ‘Check’ a normal acceptable word I always thought was used, along with a scribbling motion. I learnt otherwise; took three repeats and finally both of us agreeing with him ‘Bill lao’

There are a couple of things that I have not bothered to take note off.

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Will I visit again, maybe yes, if others insist, but would definitely prefer Lower Parel outlet where I have had consistently good service AND yes besides food, I am a sucker for good service, particularly when there is a price attached to it.

Location: Bandra West
Meal: Drinks and Starters
Food: 8/10
Service: 5/10
Damages: Approx ₹5700/- for 3 people with drinks

Written by AD
ex waiter, angadia, travel agent, dotcomer, dukaandaar, marketeer, people watcher. appreciates single malt, food, friends