Saturday not-so-morning, as we head for brunch, my husband and I briefed on what we are doing for the day. I told him lets have pizzas, it’s been ages since I had a good one and I miss the one at Hotel Bangi-Putrajaya during the Ramadhan buffet.
“Didn’t you say you want to go to Anjappar?”
Eleh. Clearly, you are the one who wants to go more than I do, mister.
So, to Anjappar we go. And that is after two trips to Toys r Us and one to Kinokuniya for my book dose. Really, the one thing I thought about when looking for a job after graduating is: can the salary pay for my books. Books are expensive. And I have the love for the one with hardcover bind. That easily costed nearly RM100 per book. But lately I go a lot to the Popular Science section of Kinokuniya. You can find interesting books of physics, maths, brains, plants etc there. And no, it’s not textbook boring at all. Heck, even my textbooks were not boring. Except the Manufacturing textbook. That was definitely a snore.
So outside the restaurant before we went in, my husband asked.
What if it’s full of Indians only?
Well, you go to Indian restaurant, what are you expecting?
I clearly wasn’t expecting this. But this was served to us.
My husband had the basic set of rice and added tandoori. And I continued my quest for Indian biryani.
Much better than Macha and Co. I really liked the chicken biryani, although it still tasted different than the ones I had in Korea, but this one is still on the delicious side. Because I was busy stealing my husband’s tandoori, I didn’t eat the chicken that came with my biryani. Ha! My husband thinks it’s good too.
The papadom was not oily! And instead of having someone walking from table to table and pour curries out for you, they just served with the whole curries on tiny bowls so you can choose whichever you like. Pouring table to table sounds more interesting, but not when the restaurant was short-staffed or when the customer wants to try out everything I guess.
The tandoori was brilliant. I absolutely loved it. Minus the mint sauce. Ha! Anyone who knows me well knows I don’t like mints. And that includes mint chocolate chip ice cream from Baskin Robbins or those minty candies you eat to freshen up your breath. I don’t know what is it, but I just can’t stand mint, I could throw up over it. Weird, right? But anyway, the tandoori was brilliant.
I forgot the total price of the meal, but remember it was cheaper than Macha and Co because the chicken biryani was definitel cheaper. And that too with a bigger portion than the one at Macha and Co, I couldn’t even finish it. My husband, on the other hand, enthusiastically cleared up his banana leaf off rice grains. I told you he loves Indian food.
I have a feeling we would be repeating this in future. I really think the food is worth it.
Any Indian food elsewhere you think we should try?