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Beige Cafe - The New Eclectic Cafe in town !

 Beige Cafe - The New Eclectic Cafe in town !

Beige Cafe is Nidhi Gupta’s project. And dream. I don’t think I can peg it against most cafe’s in our city or nearby. It’s in a league of its own as it brings a uniquely European Style cafe to Chandigarh. It’s just had a soft launch and is onto full fledged operations as the days pass.
Open spaces, tables and seating ensuring you have the privacy with each corner giving a different feel of its own. The designing and concept reflect Nidhi’s concept of a place where the planters and the wonderfully covered courtyard, fully air conditioned, let you just sink into your own corner and space.,The music is in the background, from a collection which in a way silently soothes you and encourages conversation and interaction.
It’s a place as she says where you can be with your internal and external being, with your the inner being and to connect with yourself and your inner place. And yet connect with your company and think of it as place of your own, to return to each time and to own it in your mind.
Premium ingredients have been sourced, each and every ingredient reflects taste and a careful selection, be it say lamb from New Zealand or the cheese from Italy. Yet the pricing is so positioned as to reflect the desire of the owner to encourage patrons to just walk in and value the ambience and the food and of course the coffee.
The menu reflects the difference in terms of each dish on the menu being selected after carefully assessing its authenticity in terms of ingredients, taste and culture. The traditional menu at a cafe including say the club sandwich have hence been given the go by.
It’s European style or culture in its coffee and caters to Breakfast, opening at 8 am and closing by 11 pm or so. That’s where you will find Nidhi, clocking in at 730 am and ensuring the patrons know that all that they order would be authentic and exactly the way it was meant to be in taste, texture and presentation. In coming months the Cafe would be sourcing farm produce from its own farms too. The menu would change every three months and would reflect the seasons and subtle variations of food while ensuring there would be no monotony. The breads, coffee and chocolates are all developed in house.
As I walked away, I decided I should write about it. It’s at SCO 16, Sector 7, Madhya Marg, Chandigarh. I do know her as a relation but here I saw Nidhi in a new Avatar so to say as an entrepreneur. Try the place. Surely.










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