Alan had to take a soldier (or is he still considered a future soldier?) to MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station) this afternoon, which is near Harrisburg. Since I pass Harrisburg on my way to college, we decided to try an Indian restaurant called Passage to India. It’s a rather unassuming restaurant near a Comfort Inn, and the entrance to the restaurant has a Japanese-style archway (similar to a torii gateway), so I assume that the restaurant was once Japanese.
Inside, however, the atmosphere was decidedly Indian. The walls were painted deep red and the windows, which lined two of the walls, were framed with red and gold curtains. The restaurant owner had also taken advantage of the restaurant’s high ceilings by decorating the walls with large tapestries and paintings. The only downside was the close proximity of the tables — although Alan and I were the second party to arrive, the restaurant quickly filled and we were soon surrounded by people who seemingly wanted everyone to know their business.
Alan ordered a banana lassi and I ordered a mango lassi, my favorite. But, once we tried the two we had ordered, we wanted to try the blueberry lassi. All three were delicious, but the banana is my new favorite — lassis are essentially smoothies, with a slightly thinner consistency. We also tried shrimp manchurian, which was mediocre in our opinion. The breading was rather heavy and the shrimp were a bit bland. We also thought they could have been spicier. For our entrees, we ordered lamb xaccuti and lamb biryani. Lamb biryani is my favorite Indian dish, so I like to compare and contrast between restaurants. Passage to India’s lamb biryani was flavorful and the lamb was very tender. Both the lamb biryani and lamb xaccuti were spicier than the shrimp manchurian, which was a pleasant surprise since we had been expecting rather bland Indian food. We shared a caramel custard for dessert, which is similar to flan or panna cotta. The caramel custard was made with goat milk, according to Alan (who can actually taste different ingredients in food . . . my taste buds, on the other hand, usually only tell me “good” or “bad”). It was thick and rich and the perfect size for two people who simply like having something sweet at the end of a meal.
Alan and I will definitely be returning, as we can now switch between Indian and Thai for dinner and have found a replacement for Panda Heaven, a Japanese restaurant with which we had a bad experience.