MTR stands for Mavalli Tiffin Room. Well, not quite. It should stand for Mavaali Tiffin Room. Mavaali- meaning a rowdy, goonda, goons- you name it. MTR is a landmark. Mumbai has Juhu beach. Kolkata has Eden Gardens. Delhi, well...ummm… let’s not talk about that godforsaken city! And similarly, we have MTR. Yeah, I as a Bangalorean was proud of MTR. Yes WAS proud of MTR. But now, it is a shit-hole.
So what’s the problem? Food is bad? Hell no! Food is as brilliant as it gets. The ambience is screwed? Nope! I love the ambience. Very retro. So what really is wrong with the place that supposedly invented the Rava Idly? (Well, now I am not too sure of if they really did invent it. Those bastards are capable of falsely claiming that too.) So now, I will tell you what’s wrong:
Firstly, they have this very, very stupid and annoying policy of ‘bottle-neck entry’. Now, what’s the policy of bottle-neck entry? If you go there on a day when the rush is less and the number of tables occupied is low, they will never immediately give you the table. They will make you wait. Suppose fifteen tables are free, and there are 10 people in the waiting room, they will allow only five and why in the name of anything that has ever been named, would they do something so stupid? It’s quite brilliant, actually. By doing this, they are ensuring that at all points of time they have a consistent crowd outside the restaurant. That way, every bloody passer-by and outsider would think that the restaurant is always full, come hail or ummm whatever comes in that idiom. This is a very nice marketing strategy, but atrociously annoying.
And, secondly! When you go to namma MTR, you should be ready to play holi, with food! Yeah, those pricks who serve you are so bloody arrogant! They serve the food on that plate by sloshing it write onto it. They take the bisibelebath out of that bucket and just splash that food on the plate and the food jumps up right on you and they are not in the least apologetic about it. They don’t smile at ya and they have this ‘we-are-like-this-only’ attitude that is a major piss off. They are in the ruddy hospitality business and the least they could do is be hospitable!
I hate MTR. Yes, I do. Arrogant bastards! Fuck you! MTR-since 1924? 1924, my ass!
You, my dear MTR are hence screwed!
