From the shapely bottom, curvilicious figure and perky tits of our pretty desi waitress encased in tight, faded blue jeans and dark blue T-shirt to the lip-smacking Rasam, sui generis Avial and sweet delight Payasam, there was a lot we liked about Sukh Sagar Indian restaurant on Stelton Road in Piscataway (New Jersey).
Sure, there were also some things we disliked about Sukh Sagar like the lousy Samosa or the blithering idiot Srinivas Poojari (manager/owner??) who blabbered proudly that since Rasmalais are made locally i.e. on the premise, they add less sugar.
What did you say, moron? You add less than required sugar to the desserts because you make them on the premises. Are you a complete retard? Srinivas, please do not respond because that’s a rhetorical question.
In a gloomy mood after our Kambakkht ‘sick garbage’ Ishq mishap, we were craving some relief for all our senses.
As we stepped into the Sukh Sagar restaurant and our sights fell on the desi waitress, we felt like breaking into the Eureka song a la Chiranjeevi in the Telugu film Abhilasha.
Alas, restraint is our first, middle and last name. So we quietly fastened our derriere to the chair and turned our attention from the dark damsel to the menu card.
All ye carnivores, pay heed. Sukh Sagar is a vegetarian restaurant with mostly South Indian items. So if you have any notions of crunching into the ugly red-colored Tandoori Chicken that’s a staple of most NJ Indian restaurants, banish all such heretical thoughts here. Continue reading »
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