Settled on an Indian Cuisine.

We went round and round the whole place. Under the annoying rain.

Just when I decided I would go out for some fresh air and good food.

Tynemouth was the first place we wanted to check out.

But Pitcher and Piano was booked for a private function.

Screwed.

And yesterday Digital was booked for a private function as well.

Not that I went out with the gang last night.

But just so I want to mention the coincidence here.

This always happen.

Having to switch to Plan B.

Almost always.

Really.

So I said, let's go to the Lodge then!

We found the place, and was so glad to finally get some shed from the rain.

Went upstairs and got a good place.

Until Jorrel came back up and told us that their kitchen was already closed.

Perhaps we were really craving badly for a pleasant dinner.

So we got our lazy asses off the comfortable chair and loitered around a cross junction.

That's when I spotted our dining place.

Thali.

Not bad.

And what a rip off on my Rohan Gosht.

I hope I spelled that correctly.

Blardy.

Thanks Wen Shi for a bit of her Tandoori chicken.

Reaally tasty.

Paul, please save up for our next Marco Polo trip on Thursday.

Apparently I did enjoyed our crappy conversation just now.

Very confusing and pointless, but entertaining.

HAHAHA.