Take out or sit it, it doesn’t matter (except on a Saturday night, and then you may be forced to do the former). I love the yellow seafood curry, but I’d order that in hell, anyway. The tiny room is bisected by a row of fish tanks, which are filled with really crazy looking fish (I believe I can actually see one of them from my living room at night – sometimes I dream about him). They also have a liquor license, which brings me here perhaps twice as often as if they didn’t.