I have always assumed that i know this place, well i discovered i did not. The boys were hungry for a fun filled evening and one had the excellent idea of roasters. After branching off from the super highway at the junction named after the same inn. The entrance is a few meters away from the round about. At the gate a lady guard approaches and after peeping inside needs to check the boot all the while speaking in some local dialect to a colleague i just hope her eyes do not miss anything while she concentrates on whispering loudly
Amazingly adequate is the parking space spread all the way from roasters inn all the way to the Luke hotel, i do not bother to ask about the capacity because the place is humongous. Out of curiosity we decided to view the facility and we walked through the large hotel reception with a strong warm red lounge and a tall maasai old man sculpture sited opposite the front desk. A smiling lady greets us in Swahili and explains a few questions we had briefly. From the lounge the swimming pool and the pool side seats are visible and the ambiance is amazing. It takes a lot to believe that we are only a stone throw from the busiest highway in the country
Inside the hotel we notice security personnel placed strategically watching from a distance as the patrons merry away the hours and money from their pockets. once or twice they redirect us along the paths and entrances around the place and we get into the inn.. our destination
From outside roasters seems like a tiny eatery, we step in that the truth after going through a security check and the first thing i see is layers of meat awaiting their date with human teeth. The place is divided into sections and we threw ourselves into one called "Banda La Banda". A full goat is what we ask for and we seat down to sample drinks. The live band is tuning their instruments as we take our seats. what was to follow was the most memorable musical experience so far
As if they were told i had arrived, they sang from my greatest Bob Marley, UB40, Lucky dube, Alpha Blondy all the classic roots reggae to a few modern conscious hits and by the time i remembered the meat and food it was well past midnight. The music from the band was amazing. As i sat down to my meat they were switching to great country hits and wonderful zilizopendwa tunes with a dash of Lingala all done in the same great style. Kudos band, you made me sweat.
The goat was greatness in itself, the ribs done to the bone, the tenderness out of this world and mmmmmh the taste so good. They brought the head and the offals in the wee hours of the morning and i was amazed that our stomachs could still accept more. We kept gulping them down until the chaffing dishes were cleared and kept on dancing in between meat, mukimo and drink stops.
By the time we were leaving i had to be dragged out just because the others wanted to leave. This is one place that i would have stayed for more hours on end. My opinion speechless... just make sure you do not go alone.. carry a team of fun loving happy people and you will write the story too..
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