Close your eyes. Open your eyes. It’s completely dark around you and you only rely on touch, sound and smell. At first you’re probably scared, then curious, then you become at ease and even start eating with the spoon or even fork. This is what it feels like to dine in the dark.
Last week we went out with a group of friends to check out the Dine in the Dark restaurant in Changkat area in Kuala Lumpur. The place seems to be fully booked and you need to make a reservation a couple of days in advance.
The best picture to describe the experiene I found online is this:
You first enter an ordinary restaurant and get seated in the waiting area. The restaurant looks like it’s seen its better times, but the dining area is completely dark, you won’t see anything anyway.
You order drinks, play a game to test your tactile skills and then go leave your bags, phones anything that glows in the dark at a locker and get introduced to your waiter. He leads you to his world – the world of darkness. You see, all waiters are blind in the Dine in the Dark. It’s their territory and they are fluent there.
You get seated, your eyes start to get used to the darkness, except for a couple of cameras that have tiny red lights the room is completely entirely dark. You close your eyes, you open your eyes – there’s no difference. At all. It’s that dark.
You get familiar with the table, your glass, the silverware, then the food arrives. I won’t say more about the food and the how-to, not to spoil your experience, hehe.
Overall, it’s a cool experience, you eat a lot of good food, challenge your senses, spend time in a very ambient environment. It’s pricy, even for KL – starting price is 98 MYR per person (that’s $33) but it is worth it. I wouldn’t go again, but I’d totally recommend to go once.
tip: Go with a group of people, don’t go just the two of you. It’s much more fun!
tip 2: You may or may not be eating with your hands, try not to wear clothes you will regret spilling stuff over.
The afterword. The waiter is smiling, but he can’t see you. That, to me is the saddest part of the experience. You experience something some people have to live in for their whole lives – complete darkness. I deeply respect their spirit, their strength and joy to life, but it just makes me so incredibly sad. But that’s me, I crack to tears when I see elderly people holding hands and when men cry.