Life is full of mysteries;
1. Why do Blackberry phones and Lotus Notes still exist and why does my work insist I use them?
2. Why do we spend the first 6 years of our kids life hoping that they would just stay asleep and then the next 10 years screaming at them to WAKE UP NOW OR YOU WILL MISS YOUR TRAIN AND I AM NOT DRIVING YOU BECAUSE I HAVE TO GET TO WORK EARLY SO I.T. CAN FIX MY LOTUS NOTES?
3. Why don’t the good folk of Elsternwick dine at Indian Restaurants?
Tandoori Valley was empty. Sooooooooooooo empty. Mark and I (no kids tonight) hesitated at the door. Was this going to be terrible? We bravely walked in. What were we letting ourselves in for?
Bad music. First that Indian tinny stuff then extraordinarily bad elevator music. And really bright lights.
These were the only challenging things about the night. The food was fresh, healthy Indian fare. The spinach and lamb was flavoured with anise, the cauliflower tandoori was crisp (and made me mentally note that I must use this vegetable more). The rice was fluffy, light and fragrant and the Roti crunchy. We had asked for spicy and were blowing our noses with glee.
This was the best restaurant yet on our Glenhuntly Rd challenge and it was empty (and cheap – a true find). We have been back since.
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