The Man from Bradford is in town and was needing fed. He didn’t want – Soup – and he didn’t want – bones – and not – bone dry – either. However, Ricky still expects to be provided with Desi Curry. Yadgar would have met his criteria, alas there was another box to be ticked – near to a pub – which satisfied other criteria.
Dr. Stan provided the moment of sanity and finally clarity, Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) it would be. Apart from Keema, all their Meat Curry is on-the-bone, as is Hector’s preference.
Hector arrived moments before his fellow diners at the arranged time – 16.00. I informed Ayaz, Mein Host, that I was not alone. I had my customary glance at the prepared Dishes on display despite knowing full well that I would be having – my usual.
The usual? – asked Ayaz once we were assembled. Two of us would have the customary Lamb Karahi (£8.00) with a Chapatti (£1.50), Having studied the Dishes on display, the Rickmeister ordered Keema Mutter Aloo (£6.00) with a Naan (£1.50). No bones, not Soup.
As an afterthought, Starters were mooted, three Seekh Kebab (£1.50) were added to the Order. Ricky was surprised at me ordering a Starter, well I wasn’t going to watch.
A modest Salad and Raita were brought along with hot plates, Salad on a hot plate, I decided against. The Raita would be useful as an accompaniment for the Seekh Kebab which came within minutes.
Seekh Kebab
These must be the longest Seekh Kebab ever seen. That it was one each did seem strange, but on halving each kebap normality was restored, a pair. Our preference is always Lamb, these were Chicken Seekh Kebabs. In the end, nobody was disappointed. Seriously Spiced – would be an understatement, these had a definite – kick. The interior was moist along the axis where the skewer had been. This could become a new standard, not too filling, enough to get the digestive system into gear.
Keema Mutter Aloo
One orders Curry here, it comes in a plate. Chicken Mince, again, we all prefer Lamb, so it goes. A few Coriander Leaves topped the Curry which was definitely not – Soup – or – bone dry. The Oil was already collecting around the base of the Mince, Potatoes and Peas.
I enjoyed that, not my normal fayre – was Ricky’s verdict, a sensible portion, but he was finshed first by some way.
Ricky’s Naan was served in four pieces, we keep forgetting to ask for Bread to be served whole, but why cut it at all? I liked the girth of the Naan, I should consider a switch back to my Chilli & Coriander Naan which I know they do well here. The Chapattis arrived in two batches so the halved first Chapatti actually made a bit of sense, for once.
Lamb Karahi
The rising water vapour may spoil the first photo but captures just how hot the food is served at Karahi Palace. The downstairs eating area was particularly warm today, hopefully the winter chill issue has been sorted. In a previous time, the vapour would have meant a longer wait.
I know why I keep coming back – was the Hector declaration from the off. Absolutely superb! Today I could sense Cinnamon standing out in the mix of Spices. The Flavours were full on, another truly remarkable Ayaz creation. The Seasoning was there, Mein Host knows exactly how I desire my Curry. The Spice Level was not silly, well pitched.
The Masala Mash shrouded the array of Meat cuts, today I had Chops and Ribs. As I discarded my bones I noticed that Dr. Stan had a sucky bone or two, or three, or four. He had them all! Still, we had presumably both benefited from the preparation being in the same pot.
For reasons unfathomable, I was finished before Dr. Stan. Ricky sat eyeing up what the Good Doctor had remaining, making not too subtle bids to help him out. Dr. Stan carried on regardless. Ricky eventually admitted that he should have tolerated the bones and had the same. He is still convinced that when Curry is served – boneless – and – on-the-bone – is also offered, the kitchen simply fish out the bones. I disagree, one cannot risk bone fragments in a Boneless Curry, two pots required. I know people to ask for verification.
It always surprises me – began Dr. Stan – how many spices there are, which is good … very good, and just the right amount. Aah.
No – Mmmmms – today then.
We had both thoroughly enjoyed our Karahi Gosht, perhaps it tasted even better because the Rickmeister had missed out. (emojis understood)
The Bill
£29.50 A tenner a head, with a Starter, perfect.
The Aftermath
The Laurieston initially satisfied Ricky’s nearby pub requirement before we took the bus up to Holland St. to another.