Tabla was one of the first high-end restaurants I ever remember wanting to eat at. It opened around the time I was finishing up high school, you do the math, and somewhere between it being Indian-fare-"if I'm going to try Indian, I want it to be good,"-and it not being the stuffy Eleven Madison Park, I decided it would be on my list. But then I forgot about it. Every now and then I would be reminded of what my dinner there would be like, but I always figured it would be around, and one day I'd have "fancy date night" there and that would be that. Then word came out that it was closing. When a good friend approached about going to the Brooklyn Brewery's farewell dinner there, I chomped at the bit.
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