Restaurant Review: La Bodega

What’s better than a lunch date with someone who shares several of the same interests as you? Someone whom you can chat with about everything from the latest good book you’ve read, to the next film post you’re going to be publishing, or the next song list?

Yes, meeting up with a blogger friend is always a joy—and spending time with Harini, whom I got to know only earlier this year (but who, coincidentally, does share a lot in common with me, including having once worked at the same company as I did, though at a different time)—is always a pleasure. We usually go to the same old coffee shop to have a sandwich, followed by a long, leisurely set of teas and coffees, but we’ve been trying to change that. This time, when Harini suggested we go to La Bodega, I agreed with alacrity. Because Mexican food—which I’d love to know better—has been sadly lacking in the Delhi restaurant scene thus far (yes, I don’t consider Rodeo and Taco Bell really representative of the cuisine).

At La Bodega: our table.

At La Bodega: our table.

La Bodega sits almost on the inner ‘elbow’ of Khan Market’s middle lane, near McDonald’s. Situated on the first floor, the restaurant is a pretty one, with lovely patterned tiles (black and ivory) on the floor, a stenciled design in red and yellow on the walls, and a comfortable balance between elegant and faintly rustic, though with a pronounced tilt towards the elegant. The music is deliciously Latin, and there are shelves of assorted paperback books under the window overlooking the front of the market. (The books, I thought, were a little misplaced here. Unlike Cha Bar or Café Turtle, La Bodega isn’t really the sort of place one would settle down in for a few hours with one’s nose buried in a book. But who knows?)

Inside La Bodega.

Inside La Bodega.

The menu at La Bodega is extensive, beginning with small plates of taquitos, tostadas, quesadillas, and more, then going on to soups, salads, main courses, and desserts. Each section is helpfully divided into two subsections, vegetarian and non-vegetarian. There’s a separate bar menu as well—which neither Harini nor I even bothered to open. Both of us decided it would be nice to try a three-course meal, but since we didn’t know if we’d be able to accommodate three full courses per person, a shared soup, individual main courses, and a shared dessert seemed plausible.

Since Harini is vegetarian (and I am more than happy to eat vegetarian food), we picked a chilled avocado and yoghurt soup to start with, and a chocoflan for dessert. For my main course, I picked a duck taquito and Harini too had chosen one of the small plates listed on the first page of the menu. When we mentioned this to the waitress, she—and a lady who I assume is the owner—said that it would be too little. These are really small plates, we were told. If you don’t have a huge appetite, choose this, or this…

Eventually, Harini picked the rice molote, a flour tortilla stuffed with Mexican rice, refried beans, jalapenos and cheese; and I chose a pork belly, served in a flour tortilla with marinated pineapple. We were asked how spicy we wanted our food; I chose medium spicy and Harini chose spicy.

The ordering over, we sat back and chatted until our soup arrived. Individual soup plates (we’d asked for our portion of soup to be divided into two) were placed before us, each with thin crisp triangles (flour nachos?), little dollops of crumbly cheese, and a sprig of fresh cilantro. The soup was then poured over, to form a neat pool of creamy pale green around that.

Chilled avocado and yoghurt soup with fresh cilantro and mint.

Chilled avocado and yoghurt soup with fresh cilantro and mint.

My first spoonful of the avocado soup won me over. It was wonderful: creamy, faintly tart because of the yoghurt, and bursting with the freshness of the fresh cilantro and mint that had been puréed with the avocado. A fabulous example of how something very simple can be great.

… and the next course proved that complex need not always work. My plate came with two flour tortillas placed half-folded, acting as a base for thick slices of pork belly (marinated, according to the menu, with guajillo chillies, achiote seeds and spices), batons of marinated pineapple, little heaps of guacamole, piped rosettes of a mole of some sort, and a garnish of sliced pickled onion and cilantro. Pretty, but this had several problems.

Pork belly with marinated pineapple, on flour tortillas.

Pork belly with marinated pineapple, on flour tortillas.

Firstly, there was the difficulty of how to eat it. The contents weren’t in the flour tortilla as the menu had promised; they were on it—and they were so bulky that folding the tortilla and trying to eat it that way, using my fingers, would have created a huge mess. I had to end up using a knife and fork, and that, somehow, didn’t do justice to the flavours…

…which didn’t seem, anyway, to have much to recommend them. The guacamole was good, and the pork belly, while medium spicy, as I’d requested, lacked depth of flavour. No layers peeling away to reveal something interesting. Even adding the three condiments/sauces provided at the table—sour cream, and two types of sauces made from roasted chillies of different types—made little difference.

On top of that, the pork was badly cooked. Tough, dry, meat that seemed as if it had been left in the oven far too long, and the fat not that lovely custardy type that comes from proper cooking.

Harini, when I asked her for her opinion about her rice molote, said that it was all right, but not great. The spice in the sauce, she said, was as she’d specified: good and spicy. The filling in the tortilla, however, was bland. They probably do all the fillings at one go, with low spice, and adjust spiciness in the sauce alone—which, of course, doesn’t work.

Next up was our dessert, the chocoflan. A vanilla flan on top of a chocolate cake, served with fresh fruit and caramel sauce.  This was a fairly substantial portion, so I was glad I had Harini to share it with me. Rich, too, what with the caramel sauce and steamed vanilla custard atop the cake (while on the custard: this neither looked nor tasted like vanilla; more like a light caramel. Not that I’m complaining, but still). On the side were slices of kiwi fruit and halved red grapes: a nice way to cut the richness of the rest of the dessert, though (fruit lover that I am) I could’ve done with a little more fruit.

La Bodega's chocoflan: steamed custard atop chocolate cake, with caramel sauce and fruit.

La Bodega’s chocoflan: steamed custard atop chocolate cake, with caramel sauce and fruit.

Our meal cost us just over Rs 2,500, inclusive of taxes and service charge. I loved the avocado soup, was okay with the dessert, and was singularly underwhelmed by the main course. The ambience was pleasant and the wait staff helpful, attentive but not too intrusive. I was a bit miffed that our main courses were brought even before I’d finished my soup—since the table was too small for the extra plate, I had to give up my last couple of spoonsful of soup.

Also—and this was a bad way to end our meal—just as our bill arrived, the restaurant was suddenly filled with the smell of cooking fish. And very fishy fish, the type that can stink up an entire room in a matter of moments (which this did). Even I, who love fish, felt my stomach churn at the smell; I can’t imagine the effect on poor Harini.

Overall, not a place I’d recommend. The soup, yes. The rest: well, not quite worth it.

La Bodega
29, Middle Lane,
Khan Market
Tel: 011-43105777


22 thoughts on “Restaurant Review: La Bodega

    • Okie. Now I have got to go try out the recently-opened Taco Bell here in Delhi. Have been hearing some not-so-good things about it, but yes, I should do a first-hand review and see (taste?) for myself.


      • Hmmm. I have a sinking suspicion that after you visit it, you may permanently ban me from commenting…Seriously, though, it’s not really Mexican. It’s a sort of Tex-Mex fast junk food thing. Certainly not comparable to sit-down restaurants and all that.


        • The fact that it’s Tex -Mex and not Mexican was why I dissed it in the first place. ;-) I have nothing against restaurants that aren’t sit-down or fancy – far from it, because for me the quality of the food is what eventually matters. In fact, I’m sure that if the taste were good, I’d happily eat at a Taco Bell. My problem with La Bodega was that though it wasn’t cheap, and looked pretty posh, the food was nothing to write home about, all said and done.


  1. I have enjoyed the Mexican stuff that I managed to lay my hands on in Bombay, my favourite is Jughead’s. This restaurant has a few Mexican dishes. However what appealed to me where your review is concerned is the good time you had with Harini. It must be fun to hang out with fellow bloggers.


    • I’d remembered you’d reviewed Jughead’s, Shilpi, but I’d forgotten that Mexican food was on the menu too. All we seem to get in Delhi is Tex-Mex, so I’d especially been looking forward to some real Mexican food.

      Yes, hanging out with a fellow blogger (not to mention book lover!) is a lot of fun. And Harini is superb company.


  2. It has always surprised me that Mexican food hasn’t quite hit a home run in India yet. There are many vegetarian maxican dishes that should be perfect for the Indian palate. Chipotle is certainly very popular amongst Indians in the US and Taco Bell has always come to rescue for us when all else fails but both (Chipotle and Taco Bell) are very limited in menu choices as they are fast food chains. La Bodega menu seems to list fairly authentic items.

    It doesn’t appear there is a graceful way to eat the main course you ordered. I guess as long as it tastes well, it shouldn’t matter. :) Sorry to hear that your raised expectations from the soup were dashed so quickly. BTW, never heard of that soup (Avocado and Yogurt) but it sounds great. Well, nachos can make anything tasty! I am going to try that soup at home. :)


    • Your comment took me back 9 years, Ashish! Back in 2006, I had to go on a month-long assignment to Chicago, along with a couple of other Indian colleagues. We were staying at a small Days Inn near Evanston, and the only place to eat – unless one walked 15 minutes (and this was January) – was a Chipotle across the street. Other fellow-colleagues on other projects, also staying at the hotel, introduced us to it. One of my colleagues fell in love with it immediately; the other refused to even accompany us; she preferred to buy frozen Indian meals from the store nearby. Until one day when my colleague told her, “Aake toh dekho! Bilkul rajma-chaawal hai!”

      And yes, though she was reluctant, when she discovered that yes, it indeed was rajma-chaawal, she was quite happy. :-)

      There would definitely not have been a graceful way to eat that main course I’d ordered. I just wished they’d made it easier for the diner by rolling up the tortilla with the fillings. The sizes of the contents were such that if I’d tried to do that on my own, everything would’ve fallen out at the first bite.


      • That reminds me of a friend of mine who refused to eat at Taco Bell claiming that he can’t deal with Rice and Roti together. :)

        January and Chicago don’t go well together. I spent my first January in the US in Chicago and would rather like to forget it as the temps were in unrecognizable territory (-50 or -60) when I landed. Hope you were able to stay warm.


        • I had spent three years of my childhood in Srinagar, so I was pretty well-prepared for Chicago! It was nice for me, actually, in that it revived memories of Kashmir. All that snow, and the gusting wind – though of course with the added advantage (which we didn’t have in Srinagar!) of really warm interiors. In Srinagar, even with bukhaaris, we still had to wear all our woollens indoors.


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