Category Archives: Mother India’s Cafe

A wet Sunday morning in Glasgow. Dreich – remarked Clive as we walked to Station. That the train into town was cancelled would have a bearing on the rest of the day. We walked into Mother India’s Café (1355 Argyle … Continue reading →

In the middle of a rather dreich Saturday afternoon, Marg and Hector bade temporary farewell to Craig and Yvonne, the newlyweds, who went off in search of Italian Food with their nearest and dearest.  We were not invited.  The Laurieston … Continue reading →

Marg returned from an overnight with Her Pals in Carnoustie feeling hungry.  It was not for Hector to suggest Curry-Heute knowing full well that a Carnoustie Curry had been consumed the previous evening.  Butter Chicken was mentioned by the Dear … Continue reading →

Hector is off to Bradford this weekend, something to do with the Ale Festival, allegedly.  Mr Holden has already booked me a Lamb’s Liver Curry in the Hector-style, as the good people at the Sheesh Mahal put it. Tonight I … Continue reading →

The Hockey season cannot be fully underway yet, Marg is free!  Butter Chicken at Mother India’s Café (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow, G3 8AD) remains her favourite Curry, anywhere.  Unbelievably it is February since we last indulged.   Marg also selected … Continue reading →

Two satisfied customers It is a holiday; it is Dr. Stan’s birthday. Hector had a Horrible Curry yesterday, so what better way to celebrate than a visit to Mother India’s Café (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow, G3 8AD). Dr. Stan and … Continue reading →

Marg – This is the best Butter Chicken served anywhere! Last night Marg declared that for the last day of the holiday we were going to Mother India’s Cafe (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow, G3 8AD). This certainly surprised Hector who … Continue reading →

Or is this Marg’s attempt at avoiding the ironing? Marg: I did the ironing on Friday! Marg loves the Butter Chicken at Mother India Café (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow), I have my favourite dishes too:  Machi Massala, Lamb Massala Okra … Continue reading →

A Warm Welcome Home Marg collected Hector from Edinburgh Airport. Mr. O’Leary’s flight from Berlin was on time, as usual. It was Marg who decided that the Butter Chicken at Mother India’s Cafe (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow) was calling. I … Continue reading →

Hector had to be amused before the Germany – England match. So Marg and I went to Mother India’s Café, again. This would be our last domestic Curry-Heute for some time. As a departure from the norm, Marg ordered the … Continue reading →