The lingering birthday festivities officially ended tonight with one last celebratory dinner - MrTails and MrsTails took me and Chris to the Bread Bar at Tabla, where the food is far from traditionally Indian but is almost indescribably good. The strategy there (as opposed to at the more formal restaurant upstairs) is to order heaps of little appetizer plates and a couple of weird-sounding cocktails and graze for a while - all of the naan is fantastic, and the tamarind margarita is much better than it sounds. We also shared a pulled lamb sandwich (grilled on naan) that was more delicious than something made from baby sheep has any right to be. This isn’t the kind of place you’d want to come every Friday (and it’s admittedly quite pricey) but as a special occasion kind of thing, I recommend it. Go early, though - it gets crowded quickly on weekends.