Amber rooms, with dim light bouncing off walls and tablecloth; customary flashes of red, the Buddha and some form of a dragon; and that damp, slightly vinegary smell of rice sizzling on a hot wok, wafting out of the kitchen door now and then. I could be talking about almost any Chinese restaurants that middle-class Indians like me grew up on. These days, I do snap my chopsticks at anyone who misses out Sichuan peppercorns in Ma Po Tofu, but there will always be a warm corner for restaurants like Cascade. Cascade has been around for over three decades in Chennai and Coimbatore, and it remains popular for generous portion sizes and predictable flavours in Chinese dishes that we have made our own.
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