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Review: This place looks great. Sadly it is all show. The soup was cold and the salad hot. I was a bit wary of the salad, as it seemed to be warm, like, not just room temperature, but like it had been next to something hot. There is little atmosphere in the place, short of the traffic noise, which I guess is to be expected on Broadway. The food was cheap, and the service cheaper as those serving took little notice of me even while ordering. After accepting money from the previous customer, the person serving then used the same hand to place a papadam on my plate. I had to ask for another, and not to handle my food. The pakoras were soggy, like they had been sitting there for a day waiting for someone silly enough to order some, sadly, this was me. They were soaked with oil and again, only warm. The food and salads tasted lifeless. Moving onto dessert, we were given a slab of sugar in the shape of a cake. Flavourless and sweet is all that can be said for this. Whilst eating, we were approached by an Australian woman dressed in an old Sari. At first we thought she was a weirdo but then she tried to convert us to Hari Krishna. Despite being told we were religiously catered for, she persisted and we left. When our office Christmas party comes around, this place will be nowhere on the list of options.