"Rathole"
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I will not lie to you. La Casa is the most mediocre restaurant to occupy this quaint street of Jayanagar. I first ate here five years ago, and I was told it had opened recently. That night, I wished lightning to strike and burn the place to the ground. I dreamed of perpetual emptiness, the pleasure of a continuous void; instead, when I returned to Jayanagar, a couple of years later, I found La Casa still standing tall. One could otherwise ignore this house of ignorance, but, since it sits within five minutes' walk of city's only boulevard, it will inevitably attract crowds. And, They need to be warned.
The problem with this ersatz Italian restaurant begins at the beginning: the meats look and taste as if they came from a roadkill, vegetables include such odd items as cauliflower, deep fried onion rings, fried eggplant and smoked oysters (Italian?), plus a list of cocktails whose taste manages somehow to be close to Cresol.
On each visit I was asked if I wished to order garlic bread, The bread is deep fried in butter to the point of being burnt and without a hint of garlic. The place sells sizzlers, that's what kind of place it is. They sell deep fried chicken coloured red of a murder as "italian" appetizers. The serve fish and chips, which is last week's catch soaked in eggs and deep fried and served with soggy fried potatoes. They serve a lasagna which is a ghastly mix of the very same roadkill meat and Amul white cheese. Don't go there.