Right, so it’s been a while since we last updated, and the blame falls squarely on my shoulders. Things got busy for a while. Not in the terribly busy way that makes respected professionals miss important deadlines, just the normal business that all bloggers either deal with or succumb to. I succame. Then I blew an important exam, and everything went up into the air. We didn’t know if we’d even be around Bloomington long enough to finish the alphabet, and somehow that turned my subconscious’s vision of this one stupid review into a monstrous ordeal, Sysyphean in both difficulty and futility. I still don’t know if we’ll be around long enough to finish the alphabet, but I think I’ve banished the blogger demons of procrastination long enough to spit out at least one backlogged review. (There really are only two, so if they stink, you can just wait until we’re back on our feet with Burger King).

If you notice a difference in style during this review, it’s because I wrote most of the previous reviews without using any form of the word “be” as a literary exercise and a personal challenge. I left it in a few places for humorous effect, due to a literal quotation, or by accident, but I think I was pretty good about it. I’ve lifted the restraint now primarily to make it easier to spit out the dreaded Bombay House review, but also because you can only be arbitrary for so long. Hopefully I’ve learned something from it. I wonder if anyone noticed?

So to review the Indian restaurant Bombay House. It’s been a good 7 months since the visit that appears in the pictures, but I eat there all the time, usually for the lunch buffet. Kira and I have eaten dinner there once or twice, but the lunch buffet is where Bombay House really shines.

It’s not that dinner there isn’t worth your while. On the contrary, it’s the best Indian food I’ve had in the area. The atmosphere is sufficient to make you feel like you’re treating yourself (and your dining companion(s)), but the price isn’t utterly ridiculous. I recommend ordering something other than the tandoori chicken for dinner because while it doesn’t taste bad, it’s a little dry to make an entire meal out of it.

The first time I ate at the very reasonably priced lunch buffet, I was a little set back. The cloth napkins, solid flatware, and overall nice-restauranty feel of the place seemed a little at odds with the fact that I was eating at a relatively cheap lunch buffet. As soon as I tried the food, however, I got over it. For lunch buffet food, it really is quite excellent. Heck, the food quality is above average for a full-price dinner. There’s a good variety of food there, with about a dozen savory dishes and half as many desserts. The menu doesn’t change much from day to day, but it doesn’t have to because just about everything is tasty.

I’m somewhat of an adventurous eater, in that I’ll try just about anything non-toxic at least once, and often repeatedly over the years just to be sure my tastes haven’t changed. I’m not quite sure why this is the case as I usually don’t like the new things that I try. I keep hoping that I’ll like fried jellyfish, soup made with beef tripe, or jalapeño jelly, but I usually don’t. I never have this problem at Bombay House. Most of the food isn’t too strange, almost all of it is tasty, and nothing is ever spicy enough to make me wish I hadn’t put it on my plate. If you’re generally queasy about trying new things, you don’t have to worry too much here, even if you have no idea what “dal makani” is, nor which item on the buffet it refers to.

My final thoughts on Bombay House: good for dinner, great for lunch.

See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it?