We got to watch Sivamany’s wizardry at Kala Ghoda, last week. He single-handedly banged away (with precision of course) on umpteen percussion instruments, to produce some pretty thunderous sounds. Into the programme, he placed a shield on his chest, very gladiator style, and beat the crap out of it. Of course, the impending racket was music to our ears.
He managed to produce distinct tunes using some of the instruments. and his replication of typical Punjabi and Maharashtrian tempos was great fun. What could have added to the experience was a huge screen, displaying a close-up of the instruments.
But the time one-hour performance began the steps of the Asiatic Library were packed and the fight for a piece of ground to park on, was worth it.
Post Sivamany, Nishant and I headed to Café Paradise, a cosy, little Parsi joint that’s been around in Colaba forever. So have the waiters and owner, according to Nishant.
It’s about the size of Café Churchill, less snazzy though.
We ordered the Sali Ki Murg, a spicy chicken preparation with potato chips sprinkled on top. It went well with roti. Next, a bread pudding with a creamy texture, with a few nuts on top.
As my dad would say, the meal was cheap and good.
What took the cake though were three paintings on the wall. They featured two comic-looking Neanderthal-types, a man and a woman, who are basically, well, naked. In one painting the man was chasing after his gal J Now, WHAT was THAT about?
Larissa and I checked out the lunch buffet @ Rs 222 at Ginseng, a new ‘oriental lounge’ in Khar, right behind the Louis Philippe showroom on Linking Road. We like the price, and ‘oriental lounge’ does have a nice, lazy-Sunday ring to it. The spread comprises appetisers, soup, a soft drink, main course and desserts. The ambience is pretty peaceful, the staff is warm, friendly and polit, but the food is insipid. We uninamously decided not to head back, unless they change the chef.
