A walk down the flea market and you reach the place conceptualized by Edwin Nunes. Serene water, a rocky beach, trawlers in suspended motion – a view with a difference. This is another part of Goa, for lovers of trance and progressive music. A one story wooden structure perched against a cliff, a laterite form of a woman’s head covered with plants, sun worshipers lying supine along the beach – it’s a groovy way of enjoyment at Curlie’s. The structure and seating is basic but the action is hectic. From breakfast to the wee hours of the morning the music beats lures you into its fold. And the menu too has everything you can ask for. A wide choice of mixes – beat your chest like Tarzan as you sip on the Jungle Juice (local feni with limca and spice), perhaps Woo-woo (vodka, peach schnapps and cranberry juice) when the music has penetrated your senses, or just go natural with the traditional Sex on the Beach.
And if you think the menu has nothing to offer for the ‘food cravings’ just think again. As the fluorescent color décor adds to the bohemian feeling feast on Beef Carpaccio or the Ginger Battered Calamari with apricot chutney. And if color is your need of the hour the Mustard Fish or the Pomegranate Marinated Chicken in white wine sauce would clear away the blues. Hot favorites are the steaks, tempura prawns, momos, fish fingers and of course the lobster Thursdays and Saturdays are Trance Nights. Down a shot of Innocent Sex (sambucca, bullseye and orange liqueur) or a straight one of Tequila. Move onto the sandy dance floor and let the music rumble through your very being. You could be left with a lot of psychedic musings the morn after.
