New Delhi, zero...

New Delhi, zero...

For some reason, whenever I show up sans reservation..they always find me a table. Turned away, never!

The Bombay Cricket Club is decidedly hi-fi in a low-fi town. Nothing against 40's, but sometimes you have to put on a nice shirt, some pants with a fold in them and go out.  I feel like I need to use the word "fedora" for some reason...

This place will burn itslef onto your melon. Know it, love it, frequent it. Just don't get as bithcy as I do when I tend to think of it as my private watering hole.
There's reasons there are lines out the door.

The Bombay Cricket Club. Portlands worst kept secret??

That's a good review, right???

RIP Lester Bangs, this Gin's for you, buddy.

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