Experience at Hard Rock Cafe Bangalore.
Inder and I had been to HRC on friday. It was a pretty disappointing experience. The fact that we walked out of the pub to have 2 plates of phuckas, cake and ice cream says it all.
1. There is hardly place to sit. Just a couple of couches. So, it is 10 people sitting and a 100 standing.
2. That place has no waiters. Alcohol has to be bought at the bar. Every time you finish a beer and wait at the bar for the next one, the effect of the first one is pretty much out.
3. There is a queue outside the pub. They let in only a fixed number of people, may be. There is no cover charge. However, they put a stamp on your hand on your way out, so that you get easy entry when you return.
4. The stirrers are really classy with a guitar at one end.
5. The cocktail was nothing interesting, for the amount they charged.
6. And finally, I had worn Chetan's jacket to that place. When I returned it had strong cigarette smoke smell. I tried quarter bottle perfume on it, but that hardly made a difference. I had to give it for dry cleaning. Sorry Chetan!
On our way back "Rukmani, Rukmani" was playing on radio. Had a nice laugh at the vulgarity of the song.
Khatiya bhi dheere dheere khat khat hone lagi (imagine the music)
aage peeche hua to zhat phat hone lagi (o..o..o..oooo)
Nice evening Inder.
1. There is hardly place to sit. Just a couple of couches. So, it is 10 people sitting and a 100 standing.
2. That place has no waiters. Alcohol has to be bought at the bar. Every time you finish a beer and wait at the bar for the next one, the effect of the first one is pretty much out.
3. There is a queue outside the pub. They let in only a fixed number of people, may be. There is no cover charge. However, they put a stamp on your hand on your way out, so that you get easy entry when you return.
4. The stirrers are really classy with a guitar at one end.
5. The cocktail was nothing interesting, for the amount they charged.
6. And finally, I had worn Chetan's jacket to that place. When I returned it had strong cigarette smoke smell. I tried quarter bottle perfume on it, but that hardly made a difference. I had to give it for dry cleaning. Sorry Chetan!
On our way back "Rukmani, Rukmani" was playing on radio. Had a nice laugh at the vulgarity of the song.
Khatiya bhi dheere dheere khat khat hone lagi (imagine the music)
aage peeche hua to zhat phat hone lagi (o..o..o..oooo)
Nice evening Inder.
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