This is Hector’s first full day in Wroclaw, free to do as I choose, I chose Curry for Lunch. Google Maps gives the opening times of Restaurants, the prognosis was not good, nor the actual number of Curry Sources. Having walked through the Stare Miasto, dodging the showers, there was a simple conclusion. If I was going to eat Indian Food, it would be Vegetarian, Vegan even.
For a change, this not a problem. The Vegetable Curry last night at the Masala Grill & Bar was way better than their Lamb Dopijaza. After a Salad-free Diet in India, the Vegan Fayre may restore a Balance.
Najadacze (Nozownicza 40, 50-147 Wroclaw, Polska) is located in a back street near the University. Is it strange that none of the friends I made at University were/are Vegan? It was on an Israeli Kibbutz that this Philosophy was first encountered. Having watched some eat then abuse Good Food, I had to air my contempt. Life without Bacon Rolls.
Najadacze sells Indian Food, it most certainly is not a Curry House. The Menu was varied. Falafel was available, but unless I am at Jerusalem’s Damascus Gate, or the Market in Tiveria/Tiberias, this Middle Eastern Delight does not have the same fascination. Banana Curry? Maybe in my next life.
Kofta (17 Zl) and a Sparkling Water (4 Zl) would form my Breakfast/Lunch. It was now 13.40, I had been waiting for the rain to stop.
Najadacze seats six people at tables inside and four outside. Around the wall a shelf accommodates seven more on stools. I knew my place. Maybe not, Bob Marley, I ask you. The members of – Yes – were Vegetarian in the 1970s, let’s have Prog Rock. Who likes Reggae?
Wow!
I could have been given anything, what came was a feast. The Kofta was accompanied by Assorted Salad-like Distractions.
Lentils on White Rice was sort of Curry-ish. I have just spent nine days in India avoiding Lentils. I would eat them when the time came, that is now. Pleasant. Salad, with Black Olives and Capsicum, Very Tasty. Before the Regular Readers faint, Hector is not eating Curry, Capsicum is fine otherwise. There was a Dressing, Bean Sprouts, further diversity, getting Good. The Orange Mass puzzled, wtf? Grated Carrots, I love Grated Carrots! Throughout the 1980s in Emek Hayarden I indulged in huge Omelettes accompanied by Grated Carrot. Cool, Refreshing, Tasty.
Seeds, I am not a budgie, I know not what they were, I have oft seen the Sunflower Seed Trail, these were consumed, no mess was created.
Initially, the three Kofta were considered to be the Weakest part of the Melange. They had been freshly made, they were Light, without Meat, lacking. Apart from Air, Cumin dominated. The Kofta improved with the infusion of the Chilli Dip, or was it a Tomato Dip.
A lot of thought had gone into the construction and presentation of this Dish. Looking around the room I noted that everyone else was lacking the rotundity that the Omnivore’s Diet permits. Hector was defeated, I could not finish this. Too much.
The Bill
21.00 Zl (£3.80). I will come back here, I might even risk the Falafel.
The Aftermath
Time to find the River, the Market Hall – Targowa – reportedly has a Craft Beer House of note. The day is now beginning.