Ah! There is nothing like a cafeteria. Raw and sentimental heartache relics of high school. The cafeteria is the great social schism. I couldn't sit with the cool kids because I was coming down with a fever that day. The jocks we're not shy with wedgies. I sat with the geeks, only because they thought I was good in math. Really I wasn't. All that fore wording to articulate that the restaurant does not serve tables. Order, receive and pay at the counter. \nNow, where do I socially belong? Where can I sit? Who can I sit next to? Fortunately, I was the only patron there. Painful introspection avoided!\nI had the lamb and beef thali. I tasted a well blend of mustard seeds, cumin, chili and cloves. Well portioned and the spinach side dish was also of equivalent amount. I never enjoy the papadam or any, not just theirs.