I don’t want fun... I want you!

Ok, this one’s been long pending to be published. It was back when my girl and I completed five months together. We went to celebrate it (I know it is lame, but there isn’t much one can do when in a ‘relationship’) at Sammy Sosa, Oshiwara. I am personally a big fan of Mexican food, and it was my turn to pick a place to hangout.

The place is two storied, ground floor and the first floor. It’s bright, yet soothingly and very tastefully lit. Enter and immediately on the right you are greeted with this amazing wide variety of the choicest of beer I’ve seen in Bombay so far. They also sport a nice LCD for the sports fan. Their staff is perhaps more cultured than those of a 3 star hotel! We chose to sit upstairs after a little while of waiting. The air conditioning, however, is poor. Either you are sitting right under the blowers or in a complete vacuum. 

The first floor is a little claustrophobic, and the access to the loo is a quite inconvenient altough! The loo was done up pretty well though, looked like something out of an exotic Latin American movie. We Ignored all that and went ahead and called for the menu. Trust me, their beer menu is as elaborate as it gets. Mind you it is freakishly expensive, but yet worth it all! The variety of beer offered here ranges from strong Bavarian beers of alcohol strengths 10% + v/v to Japanese beer Asahi! Each page is dedicated to a single beer with its description.

Now, I’ am always on the lookout for something new. So I ordered the Japanese beer Asahi. She, on the other hand, had never tried Corona (Sometimes I wonder how we managed to get along?!). The host however was wonderful enough to take out time and explain us the kinds of beer they have. True passion right there! So she changed her mind and settled for some other beer.

I ordered burritos (was in Canada for a while, and I simply loved the burritos I had there). She wasn’t really hungry but instead she wanted to taste Asahi, which I obliged her with. Next thing you know she wanted more. Am like, sorry lady, get one for yourself! We then shifted to the regular beer (feeling guilty of having spent more than we planned to). And again she finished her beer quickly and was eyeing my beer! Being who I am, I safeguarded my glass, guarding it with both my hands now. Now what happened next Am not really proud of, but it was something like:

Girl: I was testing you and you failed, twice!
Boy: Of course! You competed against alcohol, what were you even thinking?!

My advice: Never use the above mentioned lines to your girl. The next thing you know she’s taunting you for wanting to have fun all the time and stuff. My next advice, never use the following either: But babes, I don’t want fun... I want you! Only I know how my evening went from there on!

Finally after a few awkward moments comes my burrito! I hate to say this as much as Sammy Sosa was hyped for its Mexican food it was truly not what I wanted. Expectations were soaring above deliverance. First thing first, burrito should be wrapped in a foil or a paper, makes eating it easier, unless the tortilla completely wraps the filling.  Though I expected my burrito dry, it was... well not the wet burrito, but soggy. Even the filling wasn’t worth it at all.

Overall experience was good that night. Just the food part was disappointing (I am still dating that wonderful woman!).

Five on Five (5/5) Part II

And we are back! What a night that was but more on that later! Without much ado I shall continue the story from when we left Leo’s. So far we’ve been to Alps and Leo’s. Out of Leo’s and into Mondegar!

Cafe Mondegar is livelier than Leo’s. It’s got a diner kind of a feel to it, with a coin operated jukebox at the end of the room. The music only added to the drinking experience I say! Most of the places usually have no music, or way too loud for you to enjoy your drinks with nice company, but Mondegar has it right! We were joined by a friend at this point, and we had a large and a regular pitcher here. Unlike Leo’s, Mondegar has nothing complimentary. It was about 10 in the night when we left from Mondegar and I had to ask my cousin if he wished to go home (since he had an early morning flight to catch) or ‘HOME’ home (if he wished to continue with the bar hopping). My cousin very wisely chose ‘HOME’ home.

We then turned around the block and headed to the next bar on our checklist, Gokul. Now I had heard a lot about this bar, my girlfriend has been dying to visit the place. Having been to many bars in Bombay I wasn’t very comfortable with the idea of her visiting a bar. This however changed the moment we entered Gokul. It’s like a typical, regular, shady bar in Bombay like Krishna Chaya, Janta, Raj Palace, etc. The crowd however was decent enough for the girlies to come visit by themselves. This place is quite known for its food, we ordered 2 butter chickens and 8 rumali rotis for the four of us! To my surprise, Gokul also serves pitchers! The food was, to be very honest, overhyped. It was nothing special as compared to any other bar in Bombay. But it is indeed a decent place for one to bring girls along to (family place? That would be pushing it!). 

We were all pleased at this point. Never before had we completed the full circle of drinking on that block before! We somehow always missed out Gokul before that night! We all, however, were not in the mood to call it a day. So we decided to hit on last bar, Woodside Inn, a friend suggested. We hit the place, and oh boy! What a fantastic place! Tucked away in the architecture of old Bombay, this little place is a smooth blend of the old architecture and modern life. Pleasantly lit up, they retain and flaunt the wrought iron support beams! A lot of wood work has been done, and very tastefully indeed! A bunch of black and white photographs donning the wall remind of the bygone era. A close look on one of the photos however will reveal a Toyota Corolla!  The service was quite prompt and the beer refreshing! I think it's become one of my favorites in town!

Finally at some point after midnight we hopped into a cab and headed back home: a drive through the marine drive, a quick halt at Malabar hill and finally the sea link. I think with that we pretty much covered quite a lot of Bombay a teenager would like to see!

And again we depart only to meet again soon! Drunk Guru out, take care and drink responsibly!

Cheers!

Five on Five (5/5) Part I

Last Sunday my cousin from Delhi arrived in Bombay for an interview. Now I must confess even though we are cousins we’ve hardly met each other before. The only memory I have of us as kids was of the time we played cricket in his garden almost 10 years back from now (which he doesn’t quite remember!). We both were quite sceptical about being asked to hang out together by our parents. He very reluctantly asked me if I watched football, almost expecting a negative. To his relief I affirmed and asked him if he drank. That’s it! Now we both were comfortable as if we knew each other very well since our childhood! It is true indeed; Sports and Booze unite the world to make it a better place to live in!

An avid supporter of Man U (intended) that he is, he was very disappointed when Liverpool beat them 3-1!  Also, next morning was the interview, so we laid low and took it easy in the evening. This was the first time my cousin was visiting Bombay and as a host I had to take him around. I wanted to make sure that he had a good time and saw as much of Bombay as possible. I roped in a few of my friends on Monday after his interview and we all headed downtown Bombay. We took him on the legendary local trains of Bombay, a cab ride through the city showing the Rolls-Royce showroom, Haji Ali, The Antila for some reason, Chowpaty, the Marine Drive etc. 

My friends and I have often had these trips downtown on Sunday mornings, where we start off with breakfast at Cafe Mondegar along with a pitcher of beer, followed by pitcher at Leopold’s, then more pitchers at Alps along with pork sausages and chicken cheese burgers! These usually lasted from 10 in the morning till about 6 in the evening. Time was against us that night! So we started the evening with a visit to Alps, which unfortunately was out of tap that night. So we settled for a pint each and pork sausages with chips and chicken cheese burger. Alps has a simple yet soothing appeal to it. It looks something like a bistro, small, old fashioned and a little slow in service. We wrapped up Alps in an hour and headed off to Leopold’s. 

Now Leopold’s not only has a special place in our hearts cause of our Sunday afternoons but also because it represents the ‘spirit’ of Bombay! Despite being a Monday evening we had to wait for a while to be seated. As soon as we were given a spot, we ordered the ‘Tower’. Leopold’s has this amazing beer dispensing towers, so I asked my cousin to fill up his glass for him to get the feel of the tap! We also ordered barbeque chicken, the quantity of which was more than sufficient for the three of us not to mention it was quite reasonably priced as well. Leopold’s has this vintage feel to it, for it is over 100 years old and seems to be stuck in a time warp with time travellers from the future joining in for a drink or two. They still retain the scars of the terrorist attacks, perhaps the only thing that changed in Leopold’s since its establishment. Between Alps and Leo’s, Leo’s is more vibrant. We next moved to Cafe Mondegar.

Hash! It’s time for me to retire for the night; but I’ll be back with the remaining story soon! Time to hit another bar with friends and cherish some moments! That being said, take care and drink responsibly. 

Cheers!

Cheers from the Guru!

I am a social drinker and only drink with friends. Can’t help it if we happen to meet every day! Jobless for about 2 years now, hence I spend a lot of time ‘socializing’. Quite often we would wander the streets of Bombay on the lookout for new places to drink (after being bored of adda-of-the-month where we’ve spent countless nights pondering over matters of great importance to mankind. Only if we could remember ‘em the next day).  With different places came different experiences. Some good, some decent, but with friends and alcohol, it was never bad! Nevertheless we continued with our noble quest for new places and drinks.

I’ve been drinking for almost 10 years now I believe, though I think I was born with more alcohol in my body than blood. Often people would ask me about reviews of these places and my experiences (somehow I enjoy a know-it-all rep).So this is my initiative to let others know about different places, concoctions, etc.  Being the guinea pig I’ve been I'll share some of my experiences and suggestions.

It's not just about blindly drinking your ass off! Often I find someone or the other getting wasted. I wonder why they drink beyond control as if there was no tomorrow! They don't realize they are spoiling the mood of fellow drunks apart from making a fool out of themselves. It's all about enjoying your drink, and not the other way around.