Those Days of Glories Past: United Coffee House, Connaught Place
United Coffee House, a glorified name that exudes the aura of a bygone era, the British Raj in India. Sans the traditional, Durwan (gatekeeper) with magnificent moustaches, there was something amiss about this restaurant, despite it's regal decor, completed with massive chandeliers, gold patterns on the walls, Victorian furniture and plush carpet. I should have specified this in my previous posts that I do not deliberate and research about the restaurants I visit or the food I order. More often than not, these selections are driven by acute hunger pangs. My posts are not designed to follow a certain pattern, akin to my maverick spirit. So there I was, in a colonial and neo-India mish-mash, treating myself to double dose of lemonade. Two distinct flavours I ordered - Kaffir and Lime Cordial and Peach & Rose. A doubly whammy they were and twin Thumbs Up to the thirst quenchers that proved effective to combat the scourge of humid monsoon. It was time to order some f...