Kakke di Hatti doesn't belong in Brunswick. It belongs in India's mountains. It's minimal - bordering on Spartan - and so spacious that your table feels perched on top of somewhere windswept and remote. A surprising ambience, I would say, for an inner-suburbs restaurant. This is especially true for one on Lygon Street, where most waiters see you as walking canned fish. Kakke di Hatti doesn't try to pack you in, but neither does it have the bustling energy that sometimes comes from cramming in like sardines.
While it may not thrum with excitement, the elegant spaciousness of Kakke di Hatti does create an intimate dining experience. The roar from loud groups quickly fades as it travels across the dining hall, allowing you and your friends to go at your own pace and not feel overwhelmed by other people's conversations.
On this night we ordered onion bhaji, garlic naan, goat curry, alu zeera, butter chicken, and a beef vindaloo. The dishes are about the size you expect when you go out for Indian, perhaps big enough to get three to four big spoonfuls but small compared to anything you would cook for yourself at home. With this in mind, be prepared to take advantage of the cheap prices and get a smorgasboard.
Unfortunately, our Bhaji were fragile and not especially tasty.
[ADVERT]I misordered the alu, thinking it was a dry roasted potato cumin meal but it turned out to be a hearty vegetarian curry. My favourite of the four was the beef vindaloo. As always, those with a heat intolerance should be warned that vindaloo is not for the faint hearted – we were definitely glad their was water nearby. The vindaloo's spicy sauce was sharp and the beef was wonderfully tender and juicy. I definitely rate Kakke di Hatti's food for how cheap it all was.
On a side note, the trip to the bathroom is a bit of an adventure. For whatever reason, the owners of Kakke di Hatti have decided to bathe the walkway to the toilets in a lurid green light. It's so bizarre and, compared to how the rest of the restaurant feels, so unexpected, that trips to the toilet almost become a topic of conversation in themselves.
I'll let you experience that first hand yourself, rather than upload a picture.