Saturday, April 10, 2010

Thank God it's Mondy's- Still my fav pub

When the need is to rise to a higher-level. When you want to escape…. from a world where you feel lost suddenly…from a meaningless existence… …from a complicated journey called life…
Then there’s one place you should head for. Café Mondegar. Or Mondys, as it’s colloquially called. The drawings of famed Indian cartoonist Mario Miranda adorn the wall and have for ages attracted attention and also provided inspiration for many an opening line. Mondys is the place the world escapes to on a hot summer day, cool winter nights and everyday in between.
Conveniently located in the busy Colaba area, Mondys attracts the young urban working professional. A smattering of tourists and other miscellaneous foreigners also frequent Mondys rather regularly. But by large it’s the Indians that are the staple. Mondys colorful history is as much an attraction as is its laid-back ambience and its certain magical atmosphere. This has by far been the allure that brings people back to Mondys time and again.
So what’s on the menu? Anything you could ever want. And then some more. Chinese, Indian, Continental… take your pick. You’ll find it here. But coming highly recommended is the Beef Chili Fry, and the Chicken Steak. Wash it all down with a chilled glass of Kingfisher… and what more could any human being ask for.
Did I hear someone say music? Take your pick. The Boss. The Doors. Alainis. Zeppelin. Floyd. They’re all belting out the hits from the jukebox located in one corner of this small little world. As the patrons sip their Kingfisher and sink into the old time Irani furniture you can virtually feel yourself insulated from the world and comfortably ensconced in the ambience that is unmistakably Mondys.
With commercialization catching on, Mondy beer mugs are available for sale and can be found hanging from the ceiling. You can take alongwith you the Mondys frame of mind by also buying a t-shirt. For ages this eternal watering hole has been the favored pit stop of the growing generation. No visit to Colaba is complete without a dekko at this inimitable place. Its old world charm, the quaint Irani furniture and the studied demeanor of the waiters all go towards making this place the land that time forgot.



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