Located between the nice part of Van Ness and the nice part of Connecticut Avenue exists “Calvert Woodley”, a proverbial “residential limbo”.
Indian food–we wanted it. Metro? Didn’t want to ride it. Sick of the same old stuff (chicken), we wanted to try somewhere new. Drew read somewhere online at some point in his life that the food at the Delhi Dhaba Punjabi Grill was good. So we decided to give this place a shot.
Next to Pier One, the half burned out sign for the restaurant glowed on the otherwise dark street. Checking over our shoulders for muggers, we went in and were greeted by brass statues of elephants and many-armed (Hindu?) goddesses.
Being 8:00 on a Sunday night, the restaurant was surprisingly 1/3 full with several additional people waiting to pick up take out orders. Definitely a good sign. Another good sign was the big table full of Indian people.
Feeling encouraged, we took a look at the menu and got immediately excited. There was goat. There was lamb. There was what they call “*SPICY SPICY*”. Perfect.
