As forewarned, Dear Reader, there was a Second Curry-Heute. Lunch at Mowgli in Liverpool was but a Snack, now for something More Substantial.
Steve was down in Chester on a Solo Excursion a few weeks back. He had sat in Ahmed Indian Takeaway (76 Brook St., Chester, CH1 3DN) equipped with Two Tables and Six Chairs, Hector’s kinda’ Curry House. Having sampled The Fayre, Steve was determined we would accompany him on his return this evening. Hector did not take much persuasion, however the lack of a certain facility on the train back and in these premises meant that Marg skedaddled. Pizza. Mags was in tow.
Steve led the way- Mixed Starter, Lamb Methi, dry and spicy and a Keema Naan. £10.80, one can never have enough Keema. Hector too had spotted the availability of Lamb Methi and did not fancy Rice or Bread at this time. Aloo Gobi should make a Perfect Partner.
Mags, for a change, ordered Aloo Gosht with a Chapatti but stunned us by adding a Mushroom Bhaji, supposedly as a Starter.
The request for – Dry – puzzled the Serving Doris and alarmed the Chefs. No Sauce? Our expectation of – Dry – was described with greater clarity, alas to no avail. What came was at first impressions still tending towards Soup, but the Masala did reveal Genuine Substance in time.
Steve’s Mixed Starter was a modest offering, especially when Hector cannot stop thinking about the Wonder that is the Akash’s (Helensburgh) Mixed Combo. Tonight: Chicken Tikka, Lamb Tikka, Shish Kebab and Onion Bhaji.
I see Salad and a Cherry Tomato. Scaramouche, Scaramouche…
Mags’ Starter came with The Mains, it was not what was expected by this commentator. Mushroom Bhaji was listed under Sides and so arrived at the correct time.
It still did not resemble Bhaji, but this is England. The Chapatti (paid for?) never arrived and so Mags stood up and ordered Mushroom Rice for an extra £2.00. Glad I didn’t. How many Mushrooms had Mags now ordered? I did enjoy it – Mags would admit on completion.
The Food was served – Hot, Steaming Hot. Given that this is January a welcomed achievement. I like when it comes piping hot like that and stays hot whilst you’re eating it – remarked Steve. Hector did not sample The Naan but noted the interior looked Pink, Kebab-like, not the Fine Grains I seek.
The Lamb Methi was Suitably Seasoned, the Aloo Gobi was Seasoned to Perfection. The Dry State of the latter worked well with the Wetter than hoped for Masala. A Range of Flavours were emerging, this was quite Impressive, not Champions League by any means, but better than the Second Division. The Lamb was sufficiently Tender, though Steve did question this and was immediately shot down by Hector and Mags. OK, so the Curry came out of The Lamb Pot, more Lamb would have been welcomed, but look at the price. Some of Mags’ Mushroom Rice found its way across the table, Fine. Hector had been Well Fed.
There’s nowt wrong wi’owt
The Bill
£28.00 in total. The same price as the Liverpool Lunch. Give me this anytime.
The Aftermath
Marg had retired after Pizza, the rest met up at The Cellar. Stamina.