What’s with this “Urban” thing? There’s “Urbn,Running Shoe, highheelshoes and Flex grooves in the mid and outsole for flexibility .” the bar-eatery in North Park, “Urban Eats” on Fifth Avenue in Hillcrest, and now “Urban India,” near the Gaslamp.
I noticed it walking down Fourth toward Broadway the other night. Place used to be Joey’s BBQ.
Have to go in, just to see what “Urban India” means. Inside, it’s big, orangey, woody, bricky, filled with Indian art, Buddha heads, and big-screen TVs showing sports.
But it’s still a truly Indian place — the main screens are showing cricket.
Someone has posted the rules of the game on nearby columns. Have to read this, before I sit down. Oh,distributing pressure,authenticguccishoes provides the ultimate in impact protection reducing shock man. In cricket they have two batters on at the same time? And different pitchers who “bowl” the ball from different places? If you’re the batter and the ball hits your leg, it’s not just “Ouch!,” it’s probably “Out!” too.
“Would you like to eat?” asks this tall waiter, Amrish. He sits me down at the edge of a long bench seat, where half a dozen tables lead toward a counter in the back,Canvas wall art,bestiwcwatches for sale.Asia me handmade breitlingwatches reproductions of famous artists. and hands me a menu.
I see that each day from 11:00 to 3:00 they have a $9.99 buffet. There are all the usual Indian dishes, like chicken tikka (chicken cooked in a tandoori oven), tikka masala (chicken chunks in a creamy-orange tomato/paprika/turmeric sauce), and saag — (spicy creamed spinach). A soda is included in the price.
Trouble is, this is standard dinnertime, around 8:00 p.m. Meat entrées come in at $13–$15, with different curries built around chicken, lamb, shrimp, fish, or goat. A huge list of vegetarian entrées are offered for $9–$13.
So: appetizers. I end up ordering two samosas ($3.99) and a plate of paneer (“cheese”) pakora (“fried”) — Indian-style cheese chunks with green chutney stuffed in between, all battered and fried ($3.99). They come with a delish poppadom (crisp, thin rolled bread). And tamarind (red) chutney and a green mint chutney. You need these chutneys because the potato and pea samosas and the paneer are, well, kinda taste-neutral.
But they go great with the pint of draft Kingfisher (“India’s #1 lager,” $4), and I munch them down in 15 minutes flat. Meanwhile,Yesterday marked one of the most iconic wedgeshoes releases. I stare at the TV, trying to figure out this crazy cricket deal.
Cut to the following Friday, around 6:00 p.m. I’m walking the same route, down Fourth, toward the bus stop on Third and Broadway.
A cry: “This way, this way!”
It’s a big guy waving an arrow board at the corner of Fourth and Broadway. “Coolest Indian place downtown! Cheapest, too. Happy hour, two-dollar beers! Right now!”
Name’s Matthew. The arrow he’s waving says, “Urban India.” It’s the same place. But two-buck beers? That’s something new. I head in, but this time weave left, aimed at a long bar I’d noticed last time but hadn’t investigated.
An oversized Buddha head smiles next to one of seven flat screens. This evening it’s showing basketball, not cricket.
“Welcome to the Buddha Bar,” says a guy in a black turban. Jappreet Singh. The manager.
He swings a happy-hour menu in front of me. Now we’re talkin’. Samosas are $2, tandoori chicken’s $5, and chicken tikka, served on a sizzling iron skillet, is $6. There’s a handful of vegetarian appetizers, too: gobi Manchurian (cauliflower) runs to $5, veg pakora (fried veggies) is $3, and onion bhaji (also fried) is $3.
Plus: as Matthew promised, draft beers are $2. And not just Bud: pints of Stone IPA, Sam Adams, Ballast Point Pale Ale, and that Kingfisher lager. Two buckeroos.
I noticed it walking down Fourth toward Broadway the other night. Place used to be Joey’s BBQ.
Have to go in, just to see what “Urban India” means. Inside, it’s big, orangey, woody, bricky, filled with Indian art, Buddha heads, and big-screen TVs showing sports.
But it’s still a truly Indian place — the main screens are showing cricket.
Someone has posted the rules of the game on nearby columns. Have to read this, before I sit down. Oh,distributing pressure,authenticguccishoes provides the ultimate in impact protection reducing shock man. In cricket they have two batters on at the same time? And different pitchers who “bowl” the ball from different places? If you’re the batter and the ball hits your leg, it’s not just “Ouch!,” it’s probably “Out!” too.
“Would you like to eat?” asks this tall waiter, Amrish. He sits me down at the edge of a long bench seat, where half a dozen tables lead toward a counter in the back,Canvas wall art,bestiwcwatches for sale.Asia me handmade breitlingwatches reproductions of famous artists. and hands me a menu.
I see that each day from 11:00 to 3:00 they have a $9.99 buffet. There are all the usual Indian dishes, like chicken tikka (chicken cooked in a tandoori oven), tikka masala (chicken chunks in a creamy-orange tomato/paprika/turmeric sauce), and saag — (spicy creamed spinach). A soda is included in the price.
Trouble is, this is standard dinnertime, around 8:00 p.m. Meat entrées come in at $13–$15, with different curries built around chicken, lamb, shrimp, fish, or goat. A huge list of vegetarian entrées are offered for $9–$13.
So: appetizers. I end up ordering two samosas ($3.99) and a plate of paneer (“cheese”) pakora (“fried”) — Indian-style cheese chunks with green chutney stuffed in between, all battered and fried ($3.99). They come with a delish poppadom (crisp, thin rolled bread). And tamarind (red) chutney and a green mint chutney. You need these chutneys because the potato and pea samosas and the paneer are, well, kinda taste-neutral.
But they go great with the pint of draft Kingfisher (“India’s #1 lager,” $4), and I munch them down in 15 minutes flat. Meanwhile,Yesterday marked one of the most iconic wedgeshoes releases. I stare at the TV, trying to figure out this crazy cricket deal.
Cut to the following Friday, around 6:00 p.m. I’m walking the same route, down Fourth, toward the bus stop on Third and Broadway.
A cry: “This way, this way!”
It’s a big guy waving an arrow board at the corner of Fourth and Broadway. “Coolest Indian place downtown! Cheapest, too. Happy hour, two-dollar beers! Right now!”
Name’s Matthew. The arrow he’s waving says, “Urban India.” It’s the same place. But two-buck beers? That’s something new. I head in, but this time weave left, aimed at a long bar I’d noticed last time but hadn’t investigated.
An oversized Buddha head smiles next to one of seven flat screens. This evening it’s showing basketball, not cricket.
“Welcome to the Buddha Bar,” says a guy in a black turban. Jappreet Singh. The manager.
He swings a happy-hour menu in front of me. Now we’re talkin’. Samosas are $2, tandoori chicken’s $5, and chicken tikka, served on a sizzling iron skillet, is $6. There’s a handful of vegetarian appetizers, too: gobi Manchurian (cauliflower) runs to $5, veg pakora (fried veggies) is $3, and onion bhaji (also fried) is $3.
Plus: as Matthew promised, draft beers are $2. And not just Bud: pints of Stone IPA, Sam Adams, Ballast Point Pale Ale, and that Kingfisher lager. Two buckeroos.
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