A friend and I were on the lookout for our next food adventure. We traveled to Union St, Brooklyn. There were an unlimited variety of restaurants around. We picked an Indian restaurant called Namaste to fulfill our food temptations. The dim lit restaurant was cozy and tastefully decorated. We were greeted by a waiter and handed menus with a glass of water. We were overall impressed by the quick service. It seems as if we had the whole place to ourselves. It was 10 pm and after skimming the menu we settled on our entrees. I requested Fried Crab Cakes and she ordered Tandoori Wings with Mango Lassi. The evening was going well. We were filled with smiles and laughter. Our server kindly handed us the plates. We couldn’t wait to sample the delectable meals. The crab cakes seem overcooked but they were tender and quite flavorful. I had some of my friend’s Tandoor Wings and they were amazing! As we continued to enjoy our meals, we realized that we were being watched. The waiter and the manager were eyeing us from a distance. Despite their presence, we continued to dine. The waiter asked if we would like to order more but we politely declined. A couple of times the waiter would pass us with his eyes looking in our direction. We started to not feel welcomed. Once we were done with our meals we paid the bill. I paid with cash and she paid with her credit card. We both carefully counted the money and placed it between the booklet. The waiter opens the booklet and counted the money three times in front of us. We were not only uncomfortable but disappointed. We gathered our things, with both meals fully paid and mannerly said goodnight. Namaste’s Indian food was delicious but they lacked proper service. I guess it explains why the restaurant wasn’t full of people so namasgo (now I must go).
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