And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
“Here we go again. FGV is complaining about a vegetarian restaurant. Why can’t vegans just take what they get?”
Indian Melody was the scene of one of the most disappointing dining experiences I have ever had in the UK. I thought I was onto a sure thing when I discovered an almost entirely-vegan Indian restaurant in the city of Southampton, but I was rudely awakened to a different reality.
Maybe I won’t talk about the owner greeting us with no shoes on, just socks on his feet as he walked in and out of the kitchen. I’ll not focus on the drunk, passing people shouting out to diners through the front window or the cigarette smoke wafting in from the street. I suppose I can overlook the never ending speech given by the owner about his food being like nothing else served in the country and how it is not anglicised, rather it is made from ancient recipes. I will even forget about being given a bowl of yoghurt despite my multiple reminders of our vegan status.
Yes, I can move past all of that to give you the opinion that should really count here. The food was average to sub-par.
Nothing tasted fresh, as if everything was made previously and heated up for our order. Every dish was bland. The three of us at our table could barely stop screeching with laughter as each dish was more intolerable than the last. Coupled with the bizarre and passive aggressive service, the terrible food was like a bad joke.
Here are the photos.
Of course, please comment if you have enjoyed Indian Melody. This review is just my opinion and I don’t profess to speak for everyone who dines there.