That is just how the new lounge bar on Church Street spells its name and we suggest you give this one a pass, we wish we had too
There was something about the name that the proof reader in us didn't approve of. Looking back, we wish we had let our instincts prevail and given this one a miss.
Kapital is a new lounge bar on Church Street and we decided to check it out despite hardly feeling welcome right from the time we stepped in. Climbing the dimly lit dilapidated stairs onto the first floor didn't help matters much. We were already not looking forward to being upstairs.
Once we had made our way upstairs, something of the order of a shock awaited us. The lounge is rather low on lighting except the ones in red and blue; those were there more as fancy attachments than to serve a purpose. The d �cor is predominantly in white and that seemed necessary!
Blaring popular music played in the background and the videos were being projected on the screen across the bar. The crowd was scanty when we entered but the place soon filled up with a few young couples and middle-aged men walking in to unwind.
The combination of the dimmed lights and the blaring music was discomforting to say the least. It's a tad dingy for women to hang out in; we certainly weren't at ease.
The service thankfully was prompt, else there was no way we could have called out or signalled to the waiter in our direction. The menu is basic, with the usual list of alcohol brands and cocktails. There's also a small section (read four cocktails) of special ones the bar makes.
Multiple screaming orgasms
We decided to start with the Sinorita (Rs 300) having stopped cringing over the spellings by now and the Multiple Screaming Orgasms (Rs 500). Don't ask us what inspired the name. While the Sinorita was a nice blend of an orange syrupy drink with vodka and Peach Schnapps, the other proved to be a waste of those words for a name.
It was heavily spiked and almost entirely based with Bailey's Irish Cream and other spirit like vodka, topped with some ice. We gave up trying to identify what it really consisted of and a single sip was all we could handle.
To give ourselves a much deserved break from this self-proclaimed orgasmic ordeal, we ordered a safe Tom Collins (Rs 250). It was far from being a good cocktail, but the lemony soda combination with gin did help us leave the horror behind.
Options for the starters are limited with a few kebabs, sandwiches and burgers and few short eats like wafers and peanuts. We opted for Lemon Chicken (Rs 250) and Aloo Gobi (Rs 200). Both came in curried forms unlike the dry versions we were expecting.
The chicken was dunked in tangy gravy loaded with caramelized onions and, of course, lemon. The meat was tender but the dish ordinary. The Aloo Gobi was lightly curried and heavily loaded with spices. Also, we could barely locate the aloo or the gobi and maybe the poor lighting is responsible.
Having quite given up on prospects of having a good meal that day we asked for the tab, only to discover that the bar doesn't accept cards yet. As if we weren't put through enough trauma already, we had to run to the nearest atm to clear the bill.
Where # 48/1, 1st floor, St Mark's Road
FOR R 1,200 for a meal for two
Kapital didn't know we were there. The Guide reviews anonymously and pays for meals.