I am not big on internet reviews, especially on partially blogging sites, given that I have had my fair share of hits and misses basis those. Often I read a wonderful review by someone and head to the establishment in a tizzy of excitement at having found a gem, and return fairly unsated, though not always disappointed. Disappointed for me means many things, at many many levels. Just because I have one bad experience at a place (whatever the reason maybe) i give the place a second and often a third shot. If things begin to look up then I return more frequently, and a previous hiccup in food or service seems a thing of the past which is seldom ever discussed again.
However increasingly I find reviews posted on this website which are pure slander, discouraging, in fact downright inaccurate (very personal opinion). Some of my favourite places are made to look like these horrible monsters who are just open to rip everyone who walks in off, chew them up, make them feel insulted and not even burrp. This I must add is far from the truth.
I am single, well paid and a terrible cook. I find it convenient to eat out almost everyday of the week and there are many a fabulous restaurants that I am a patron of, from the Sukh Sagars to the places at the Oberoi and Taj. I have been doping this for years, and do feel that I have a fairly cultivated opinion about restaurants as a whole.
When my phone beeped a burrp update on probably my single most favourite place in the city, and that too with the headlines of Smelly Seafood, I was aghast, devastated, sad. I did not believe it, and refuse to fathom how anyone would try to show down a place that has stood the test of time in a very trying and demanding city. Olive Beach has been a soul mate, a place where the service is so warm that I feel like its a homecoming and not a meal out.
The wonderful young chef has always been a keen listener and never once flashed his credentials or celebrity status. Some bitter people though walk in with pre conceived notions of grandeur, don the hat of an overtly critical and discerning gourmand and want to punch holes in everything that moves. Let me tell them that this place serves the most flavourful, fresh and delightful seafood I have had outside of the Indian food head space. Yes, it's not doused in cream, butter, mushrooms, wine and all the other things that I have tasted at some restaurants half it's price (but that critic must have a taste for butter, spice and cream) because it lets the quality of the seafood speak for itself. That is what is special here, it's unpretentious, and beautiful. The menu always throws up new and exciting surprises in line with some of the best places in the world. But someone out to prove a point would never acknowledge that, they have to show that they are "oh so savvy"
The lamb with the braising liquid has been a staple for me for a year now along with the salmon (have you tasted Indian Salmon? it tastes nothing like the real pink thing). But a braising liquid is a light sauce, light and perfect, it's not a thick gloppy over seasoned red wine sauce like some people would want. Again head to Indiranagar for that version.
I sound a little embittered because I am tired of seeing so many inaccurate reviews by people who couldn't care whether or not there is any impact of their careless statements. One such review has made me actually come out and blog myself, which I had avoided for so long. So many of us go out and have a good experience, but never write about it, perhaps thats where I was wrong and should start, so as to avoid the erosion of our nascent restaurant boom prematurely.
Olive Beach and the many other fabulous yet wrongfully slandered places out there, Sibi is with you and shall come to your rescue.
Jhol eating morons who find all seafood bad available on burrp 10/10