Down a ramshackled alley that seems to have only tiny restaurants there are some hidden bars where you can sit and on Thursdays enjoy jazz whilst you drink a Kingfisher beer. Only a walk away from our Indian home and selling the opportunity to degustate random food like buffalo skewers. I guess India has to be creative when it comes to meat so they dont eat their Gods. I have a feeling we will be back again to this buffalo-jazz place.
