On Saturday my neighbor and I walked around the city in the sweltering heat, she out of boredom and me to burn off the $12 pint of Haagen-Dazs I indulged in on Friday. We stopped at a "restaurant" called Frankies on Lane No. 6 and were joined by a few more friends while we ate Bombay sandwiches, fries and coleslaw.
Only in India would eating in a restaurant with a rat and a cow as co-patrons not feel weird. In fact, in the below picture you can see I made friends with the rat and he is enjoying some of my coleslaw and Bombay sandwich. This was one of the most polite rats I've ever come across; a true gentleman. He was more like a dog than a rat and would come up to my feet, look up as to say he was ready for more to eat and then take whatever scrap I gave him back to his "table" behind the potted plant.
Only in India would eating in a restaurant with a rat and a cow as co-patrons not feel weird. In fact, in the below picture you can see I made friends with the rat and he is enjoying some of my coleslaw and Bombay sandwich. This was one of the most polite rats I've ever come across; a true gentleman. He was more like a dog than a rat and would come up to my feet, look up as to say he was ready for more to eat and then take whatever scrap I gave him back to his "table" behind the potted plant.
The cow showed up just in time to watch me enjoying a buffalo milk shake. I hope he wasn't offended that I was enjoying the delicious shake made from some of his colleagues milk! This was one of the more festive cows I've come across while here in India and it was really nice of it to walk into the restaurant and crash Wan, the rat and I's brunch!
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