Drool Food

“Isn’t that a very pretty furniture shop?” my friend pointed out the big yellow door, shining in the sun’s pride in Vijay Nagar. “Yeah, it sure is. But is it even a furniture shop? Let’s walk in someday.”
After some weeks, I found myself dragged till BYD, by a bunch of my girlies, who went there to have a look at the cute and charming owner. We are put on a 10-minute wait list, by their manager/waiter, after which we went to the adjacent shop, to grab a glass of lassi to quench our thirst. We returned in about 5 minutes, only to find people who arrived after us, walk in with a smile plastered on their face.

I was furious. I demanded an explanation by their manager who put our name on the wait list, only to find that he had been replaced by a sober looking young boy, who said “I would never break the list.” I reiterated “But they walked in right now, and arrived after us.” “No, mam. This is not possible.” “I saw it. Anyways, how much more time will it take?”, I asked with a clearly miffed tone.

BYD had infuriated me. My friend whispered in my ear, “This is the cute owner. I can’t believe you just fought with him.”  Too irritated to even turn my head, and without looking at the person my friend was pointing to, I muttered “Whatever. I don’t care. Someone needs to tell him not to break lines.”
After grabbing a table, I looked around the decors, and my mood lightened up due to the delightfully pleasant ambience and the awesome background playlist, as if it was tailor made for me. We had a quick bite of the cheesy French fries and left soon after.  It tasted fine, but didn’t match the overshowering praise which BYD had managed to instill in the minds of my college-mates.

The next visit to BYD, happened again, after a couple of months, when my classmates dragged me again for lunch, and one friend wanted to see the oh-so-famous-cute-owner. Surprisingly there was no waiting, and the owner served our mouth-watering food with such courtesy and politeness, that I smiled, for the first time since I came to BYD. The Bomb Burger, Sandwich, Pizza all were so amazing! The moment I looked at my friend, I noticed that she had her mouth open in awe. Like her own, actual mouth.  I had to literally ask her to shut it up! BYD added yet another crazy fan to their already huge fanbase – my friend – she was crazy about the owner! :P

The third visit was so special, that it made me fall in love with BYD, not with the owner (:P) , but with the place for what it was. Redecorating, innovating – they had put umbrellas and benches to comfort the people on the wait list. Not just that, the person who took our order goofed it up and the chocolate shakes got mixed up with some other table.  Since the food was so tempting, and tasted superb, I overlooked the goofup. But he walked up to us, admitted it was his mistake and gave us another complimentary shake, which he had mixed up in the first place! And this is what made me love BYD, apart from their lovely ambience, soothing music, ever-changing innovative ideas. BYD will soon be the desi version of “Central Perk”, as shown in the TV sitcom “Friends”, if it can manage to expand, for now, it’s running short on space!

Go to BYD, for the food, the ambience, the amazing staff, and NOT  just for the cute owner! BYD has a lot more to offer than that. And it's sure to brighten up your mood!

P.S. I have always dreamt of opening my very own restaurant since I was 13, maybe younger. And BYD is my inspiration, now! Yes, I’m a pursuing commerce from SRCC, supposedly, Asia’s best commerce college.  But what the hell! There’s just one life, right?