Established in 1971, Leopold is a tourist magnet, but book lovers come here in search of Shantaram.
Leopold Cafe is one of the best place to eat if you're hungry it's right on the next street (Colaba) you'll have to walk a little. The cafe was started in 1871, has survived the 26/11 terrorist attacks. They have preserved the bullet marks; you may like to have a look at the preserved bullet marks.
Walking past the Hotel we moved to Leopold Café on the Colaba causeway. The streets that lead us there were quite evening types. The sun had just set and the dim lights made the walkway shimmer. And in that moment I realized I have started loving Mumbai. The one that felt scary insecure and crowded suddenly felt peaceful, comforting and beautiful. Anyways back to the topic.
Talking about Leopold Café, The cafe was an early site of gunfire and grenade explosions during the 2008 Mumbai attacks by terrorists. The restaurant was extensively damaged during the attacks. Gunmen sprayed the restaurant with bullets and the bullet marks can still be seen. Leopold_Cafe And the ambiance in there is something that makes your forget all the crackle out there in the outside world. The funny posters around are worth a read, thought and laugh. We had a pretty cool time in there, the pasta was amazing and the coffee too.
Exhausted and hungry, we quickly showered and ventured out to find some breakfast. The first place we stumbled upon that we fancied eating in was Leopold Cafe, one of the most established and famous cafes in Mumbai. It's mentioned in the book Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts and was also the target of the 2008 terrorist shootings. We'd accidentally ticked one of our must see's off the list very early on in our Mumbai visit. Integration and Assimilation The next couple of hours were spent wandering the streets for what Andy, I, and some friends call 'integration and assimilation'. In laymans terms - 'finding our bearings' and 'getting in the swing of things'. For us this consists of wandering around to see what we stumble upon and familiarising ourselves with where we are and how things work. This time it involved pottering around some markets, avoiding crazy taxi's, or 'Johnny Cabs' - as Andy calls them (based on the Total Recall, Arnold Schwarzenegger film) and noisy buses belching plumes of choking smoke. We also had to dodge the crowds milling on the side walks going about their daily business and the various street vendors and hawkers trying to sell us their wares. I loved the ' giant balloon' sellers - Andy's answer was always - 'no thanks I've already got one of those' which I of course managed to twist and find amusing.