On Monday night at Rutland Arms, the barman asked:
Have you had any good Curry since you have come down? – or words to that effect.
He was able to tell me that it was four years since my last visit to Sheffield. Then, we had spoken at length about all things Curry, but that was at Kelham Island Tavern, not here. It is always good to be recognised.
He had a new place for me, and gave instructions on how to find it. And so yesterday, with TK Maxx as my navigational beacon, I located Ayubowan – Sri Lankan Street Food (Sheffield Plate, 31-32 Orchard Square, Sheffield S1 2FB, England).
As I had already been to Naan Heaven, it was very much a recce.
Today, no more Lamb, I’ve had enough – pro tem. The Curry options at Abuyowan, without Lamb, did not tempt, another day.
Let’s have some different – Nasi Goreng (£13.00), a dish from beyond the Indian Subcontinent, and nothing to do with the chap who lost half the Luftwaffe, in matter of weeks, over southern England and the Channel.
The Bill
£15.00 Including a can of fizz
Sheffield Plate is one of two eateries in the city centre, this venue being smaller than nearby Cambridge Street Collective. Here the majority of stalls sell Asian Fayre of varying styles. Nothing Lahori/Punjabi.
Buzzer #5 soon sounded, I went up to fetch my tray.
Wooden cutlery, again, in the city of stainless steel. I simply cannot abide putting this stuff in my mouth. There is a horrible, tingling reaction, the taste of wood dominates all. Disgusting. I’ll have to bring my own, as I did on RTW-80.
Nasi Goreng
The fried egg on top made this a standout Dish, quite a departure from Egg Fried Rice. Onion, Carrot and Syboes were mixed through the Soya Sauce infused Rice.
The Seasoning was full on, all down to the liberal addition of Soya Sauce. Flavour-wise, not a complex creation, hence my preference for – Indian. The Chicken, yes it sneaked in, was also stained brown, same Flavour as everything else.
Any pleasure which may have been accrued in the eating, was spoiled by the sensation created by the wooden fork. This is a hideous way of transferring food from plate to mouth.
As far as lunch was concerned, this did the job, sufficiently filling, no more.
Next time, I trust I will be in the mood for something better.