Bhupendra Singh, popular restaurant critic and muffler repairman, visited Mubai's newest diner, "Hitler's Cross" last week and submitted the following review to Mubai's cutting edge newspaper, The Mubai Pilot. Below is a copy of the review printed in Thursday's sold out afternoon edition:
The wife and I were very excited to try out Mubai's latest upcoming hotspot, "Hitler's Cross." A friend told me that the restaurant has a wonderful family atmosphere, so we elected to skip the sitter and bring our kids, Oojam 8 and Poonam 6, along for a night of family fuhrer fun.
I was concerned before we arrived at the restaurant that the Hitler motif would be overwhelming and too serious for my young children. However, my fears were quickly dispelled when I arrived and surveyed the setting. Authentic WWII and holocaust memorabilia set against a gay back drop of nazi red, black and white effortlessly transported us back to the forties and gave the whole place a fun historical feel. A real train car with dining inside and swastika garlands strung about the establishment added an air of whimsy.
Dining is typical family fair with a few cutting edge surprises thrown onto the menu for the food gourmet. The restaurant manager was nice enough to provide us with a sampler of several appetizers on their "Pu Pu to Jews Platter." The kids immediately commandeered the Nazi Nachos while my wife and I feasted on Therenstadt Tandoori Chicken Kabobs. The chicken was tender and the Tandoori sauce had just the right amount of kick.
For my main course, I took our waiters' recommendation and ordered the SS Sirloin Tips with sauteed mushrooms. As an aside note, our waiter kept us in stitches all night by answering all of our questions with a lively "Yavol!" The waiter was right on with his recommendation. The steak was marinated to perfection in a surprising combination of saffron and worsteshire sauce. The meat was cooked to a perfect medium rare.
My wife elected to try the Roast Turkey and Mashed Potatoes with the Goebels Giblet Gravy. She complained that the turkey was slightly over done, but said that the gravy was velvety smooth and delicious. When her potatoes were gone, she sopped up the rest of the gravy with crusty slices of the Friedrich Flick French bread.
As for kids, they couldn't get enough of the Himmler hotdogs and french fries from the "Young Gestapo" menu. I snuck a french fry off of my protesting son's plate and found them to be seasoned perfectly.
With all of that food, we saved a little room for desert. The kids devoured a delicious looking Adolph Eichman Ice cream sundae. My wife and I couldn't resist sampling the world famous Der Furher Flan. It was scrumcious, but so rich that one is more than enough for two people.
Overall, Hitler's Cross was a wonderful family evening. The mood of the restaurant is relaxed and authentic. I now understand why the restaurant has been nicknamed "Hitler with a Heart."
Editor's Note: This post is dedicated to the reader who sent me the following e-mail:
"I just wanted to let you know that I find your blog completely despicable. If you find the Holocaust so amusing, maybe you should go out and gas yourself."
Once again, this restaurant is real. I am making fun to show the absurdity of the whole idea of what people are able to find palatable these days.
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