If you are anything like us, then predictability becomes off-putting because of its inability to excite you. It's almost like presuming that you are easy to please.

So, when we arrive at House of Daaruwala, it comes across as a pleasant place. We enter through late-19th-century saloon doors to be greeted by an al fresco area covered in artificial grass. The air-conditioned space inside is freezing, but the balmy vintage lights hanging overhead wooden tables provide concessional warmth.