The Green Devil Effect
The monthly trip to The Staggs (Musselburgh), Scotland’s Finest Pub – by far, saw only three Weegies present. At the time of the return, The Faither went for his bus, leaving Craig to resolve that he would accompany Hector to the New Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ). Is this what a combination of Lagonda and Green Devil does to Craig?
Craig has been to the Karahi Palace twice, back in the formative days of Curry-Heute.
June 4 2011 was his first visit when an attempt at ordering Baby Curry backfired. What was served was what he asked for and was too Mild, even for Craig. Lamb Pardesi was his order a few months later. This he did enjoy despite being on the limit of his Spice Tolerance. Through time, as an Experienced Diner in both Bradford and München, Craig knows how to order what he likes. Tonight, Dear Reader, it would be a Chicken Karahi Variant.
Chef Rashid was fronting the shop from the rear. No sign of Ayaz, and the New Chap who I have finally identified as Qaiser, was out on a delivery as we arrived. Hector’s Lamb Karahi was arranged with minimal exchange. The hand gesture was enough to establish that if there was enough Meat on the premises, Large was preferred. Time for Craig to negotiate.
Only Chicken on-the-bone was available. Not too Spicy. Methi and Salt were both mentioned. To conclude, Craig was ordering a less Spicy version of the Hector Lamb Karahi, but just a Portion. Craig is not ready for the Half-Kilo, yet.
The Spanish Lady brought the Modest Salad and later the Raita. We stared at them both. Is this a new coffee dispenser that is in situ?
The TV amused this evening. What looked like an Asian version of The White Heather Club was under-way. Hang on, this was the start of a Chat Show?
Hector can report that his Lamb Karahi was everything it should be, Perfect. Tonight’s perhaps even had a Grittiness to it, reminiscent of the Indian Mango, a texture created by Coriander Stems. Now for Craig.
The Flavours here are just f-fantastic.
Has Craig acquired a stutter? A Completely different ball game from my last time when I didn’t even order Korma. Absolutely beautiful!
You can take The Man out of Embra’
Hector took time out to take a photo mid-Curry. This is a rarity. The Chapattis had arrived. Hector was eating left-handed as ever. Chapattis dipped in the most Wondrous Masala. Elbow deep at times.
One is regularly reminded that Yvonne would not eat like that. Craig had a different approach. The Knife and Fork. Unwavering, systematic, inefficient, and surely an erosion of the Sheer Enjoyment on offer. Or, maybe not… Even the Modest Salad was tackled with such a genteel manner.
I now understand what all the fuss is about.
As hot as I could take it.
Absolutely sublime!
So it goes.
The Bill
£22.00. Divied appropriately.
The Aftermath
Time was taken to admire the Dishes on Display. The Chicken Palak looked appealing. Is Hector building up to ordering a Chicken Curry?
There shall be no mention of Fyne Ales – Imperial IPA. Pity The Company who did not travel today failed to admit timeously to being still out in The City.