Bounty (sizzlers and more), Kalyani Nagar Pune - Restaurant Review
Taste: *** |Abbience: * |Service: **** |Value For Money: **|
This is my first blog about a restaurant. Today I ate a meal at Bounty and realised that, I owed it to mankind to make Pune'ites aware of the blunder that Bounty is. I am sorry to start the review on such a negative note, but the emotion is strong and fresh. It is like paying exorbitantly high to eat at a road-side joint. I can not completely blame them, because it was a lapse of judgement on my side. As I set foot in there, I did think it was dingy, loud and full of smoke and flies. There was no pretense. I should have known :(
We went upstairs and seated ourselves in a 7 feet ceiling place with hardly any room to walk. It was smoky, stuffy and loud, thanks to poor ventilation and bad acoustics. Well I ordered, Steak Satellite and my husband ordered, Chicken in Black pepper sauce. Kids would just share from ours. It was the french fries we ordered that opened our eyes. They were served quickly and seemed sprinkled with some masala, which pleased us. To our dismay it was not masala, it was only the burnt bits from over used oil. We did not recognise it at first, since we had not seen this recently even in the street fried wadas(potato fritters). We ate some left some, thanks to the liberal layer of oil at the bottom. I like even my unhealthy choices to seem healthy. Can you blame me for that !
By now we have moved downstairs looking for a breath of fresh air. Some time was spent playing hide and seek with the flies. And there comes our main dish. The sight and sound of it was exhilarating, only this time the flies attacked us with a vengeance. We started all the fans and guarded our food with our life. But you can never out wit the flies. That is when I developed a new sense of respect for Indian food. It is eaten with one hand only. The other one is for shooing away the flies. But how do you do this while eating steak! My daughter kept insisting that we leave. I care too much for food to leave it in the middle and go. They stepped outside for an ice-cream, while I battled the flies, knife in one hand and fork in the other. Finally, I was done....
Through all this I almost, only almost forgot to notice that the steak was done decently for Indian standards. Medium the way I like it. Sauce was good too. My husband's Chicken was a 6/10 for me. The Black pepper sauce was on the sweeter side. Not what I would expect from a Black pepper sauce. This place has the food, more or less in place and so it banks heavily on the customer's lack of regard for ambience.
Taste: *** |Abbience: * |Service: **** |Value For Money: **|
We went upstairs and seated ourselves in a 7 feet ceiling place with hardly any room to walk. It was smoky, stuffy and loud, thanks to poor ventilation and bad acoustics. Well I ordered, Steak Satellite and my husband ordered, Chicken in Black pepper sauce. Kids would just share from ours. It was the french fries we ordered that opened our eyes. They were served quickly and seemed sprinkled with some masala, which pleased us. To our dismay it was not masala, it was only the burnt bits from over used oil. We did not recognise it at first, since we had not seen this recently even in the street fried wadas(potato fritters). We ate some left some, thanks to the liberal layer of oil at the bottom. I like even my unhealthy choices to seem healthy. Can you blame me for that !
By now we have moved downstairs looking for a breath of fresh air. Some time was spent playing hide and seek with the flies. And there comes our main dish. The sight and sound of it was exhilarating, only this time the flies attacked us with a vengeance. We started all the fans and guarded our food with our life. But you can never out wit the flies. That is when I developed a new sense of respect for Indian food. It is eaten with one hand only. The other one is for shooing away the flies. But how do you do this while eating steak! My daughter kept insisting that we leave. I care too much for food to leave it in the middle and go. They stepped outside for an ice-cream, while I battled the flies, knife in one hand and fork in the other. Finally, I was done....
Through all this I almost, only almost forgot to notice that the steak was done decently for Indian standards. Medium the way I like it. Sauce was good too. My husband's Chicken was a 6/10 for me. The Black pepper sauce was on the sweeter side. Not what I would expect from a Black pepper sauce. This place has the food, more or less in place and so it banks heavily on the customer's lack of regard for ambience.
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