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Bhojan NYC is a hideous nightmare whose memories we’re desperately trying to purge from the dark recesses of our minds.

Folks, food at many NYC Indian restaurants is bad but few as repulsively horrible as Bhojan NYC on Lexington Ave. in Manhattan.

It’s as if this vegetarian Indian restaurant was set up solely to provide diners a glimpse into hell and inflict gruesome torture on their tender souls.

Bhojan NYC – How Low Can You Sink?
Spoiled, stale and tasteless food and disgustingly bad sweets at the restaurant left us shaking our head in amazement that such trashy restaurants like Bhojan NYC exist.

To serve spoiled, stale food to paying diners is not merely a stunning act of cruelty but a sign of the malignant sociopathy lurking in the cruel, greedy heart of the restaurant.

Green Chutney – Spoiled
Green Chutney, an accompaniment with our order of Samosa and Mirchi Bajji, was spoiled. It smelled awful and tasted yucky.

When an Indian restaurant like Bhojan NYC serves spoiled food to diners it risks harming the health of diners. Hard to understand such cold-blooded cruelty.

When you can’t get simple stuff like Green Chutney right, it’s very hard to get more complex fare right.

And indeed so.

Bhojan NYC – Spoiled, Stale, Oily Food

Samosas – Stale
As if determined to punish us for selecting the restaurant, the light brown-colored potato filling inside Bhojan’s Vegetable Samosas had a stale flavor.

In what century was it prepared?

Mon dieu, Mirchi Bajji had a weird sweetish flavor. Horror of horrors, the clowns in Bhojan’s kitchen had relied on sweet peppers to prepare the Mirchi Bajji. What a tragedy. Continue reading »

It’d been eons since we visited the Flushing Dosa Hutt or whatever Indian restaurant existed in its place then.

So during a recent visit to the elephant-headed Hindu God Ganesh at the Flushing Hindu Temple on Bowne St in Queen’s the other day (we didn’t go inside but others in our group did), we took this as a divine opportunity to visit the nearby Dosa Hutt South Indian restaurant as well.

No Frills Place
Dosa Hutt is not the kind of restaurant you’d want to take your date to if you want to make ‘headway’ with her.

It  has the unmistakable look of a dump, both inside and outside, that only an Indian restaurant in Queen’s can lay claim to. Tables and chairs have seen better days, the floor could do with heavy scrubbing, the rest room has very little toilet paper in the roll, the food comes in plastic plates and spoons et al.

Dosa Hutt is a self-serve restaurant. You walk up to the counter, glance up at the menu on the wall, place your order, find a table and wait for your food to come to the counter and pay on the way out.

Since we were ravenously hungry, we didn’t skimp when it came to ordering  – Idil, Vada, Pondicherry Dosa, Onion-Chilly Utappam, Adai and Coffee.

Soft Idli & Crisp Vada
Our Idli and Vada came with Coconut Chutney and hot Sambar in a small cup.

Idli was hot, soft and fluffy. Vada was crisp, hot and yummy. Continue reading »