Who knew dosas were actually Indonesian? And chicken 65 was invented in, well, 65? Thanks to my trusty bestie Nithin, I've got a whole new appreciation for culinary history. But let's talk about Dosa Etc.
The place has a warm vibe, like a hug from a friendly neighbour. The staff? Absolute gems. They're so nice, you'd think they were relatives. So, top marks for hospitality.
Now, the food... Ah, the food. It's Dunedin, after all. Let’s just say it’s a work in progress. The dosa was crispy, sure, but flavor-wise, it was okay-ish – nice, but not exactly exhilarating. They tried to spice things up with the green chillies, but it was more bitter than fiery. The cheese dosa was the MVP of the meal. masala dosa was like a comforting hug in edible form.
One major plot twist: no salt on the table. I mean, c'mon! It's like giving monkey me an inverted bike. But the coffee? Oh, that was a revelation. It was like liquid sunshine, warming my soul and awakening my taste buds.
So, would I go back? For the coffee, absolutely. For the food? Maybe. After all, hospitality trumps flavor sometimes.
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M Tawfique Rahman