Masala

What's it like?

I'm posting this several months after my first experience at Masala, so it's a bit diluted; a Sunday dinner at a friend's house a couple of weeks ago consisted of several Indian dishes I can't pronounce, and reminded me of Masala, where I first sampled the flavors of this culture.

Earlier this summer I was working with my church, guiding my pastor through a strategic planning process. One of the board members wanted to go over a few things, so he suggested Masala. "Where's that," I asked. "Oh, it's next to Hooters"—there's something mildly funny about that.

When we arrived, the dining room was empty, but we were greeted and pointed towards to buffet. I tried a bit of everything, though I didn't know what any of the dishes were (with regards to their name and their contents). One had goat, I remember—I had never tried goat.

The food was delicious, though the smell is a bit overwhelming. Perhaps my favorite dish was the naan bread.

I've been back once with a group from work, and had a similarly delicious experience. The service isn't as friendly as I'd expect; I'm not sure if this is cultural, or specific to this restaurant.