I’ve heard some mixed reviews on Vindalho [website], on 21st and Division, and wanted to check it out to see what the fuss was all about. It presents self-described “Spice Route” cuisine (read:mostly a variety of Indian with some Indonesian leanings) for the gentrified yuppie set, and I’ve driven by the space and it looks promising.

I’m always on the lookout for Indian food in Portland, but have had limited success — I once attempted to dine at the Bombay Cricket Club without a reservation and was treated like a transgender, syphilitic shoe bomber. So I figured I’d give Vindalho a try.

Like a few Portland restaurants, it does not accept reservations. The owner himself (http://www.portlandtribune.com/archview.cgi?id=31962) says the restaurant features “the same egalitarian system we’ve been trumpeting all along…”, which means that, presumably, only societal elites own telephones.

Fine.

However, I wanted to dine there on Valentine’s Day, and thought perhaps that would be a day where they forego their proletariat reservation policy and imbue some order into the chaos that is dining out on the day of St. Valentine’s (i.e. amateur hour – but when the wifey wants a perfunctory dining out occasion who am I to argue?).

“Hi, I was wondering if you are taking reservations for Valentine’s Day.”

[snide voice] “No—we don’t take reservations.”

“Yes, I’ve heard that, but I thought on Valentine’s—”

[click]

Egalitarian, indeed.

Update: 8/2/06

I understand Vidalho now takes reservations. I eat my words. And hopefully will soon eat their food.