Sarina’s for Brunch, what a perfect way to start any day. Hector knew that there would be a second Curry-Heute, there’s no point being in this part of Yorkshire and not making the most of it.
After a splendid day of Ale in Halifax, Howard and Hector were on one of the last trains back to Bradford, no time for a second Halifax Curry. Perhaps, a night or two may happen soon. (Marg, how do you fancy a couple of days in Halifax? April? Sorted!)
It was back to The International (40-42 Morley Street, Bradford, BD7 1BA) where a couple of FPs also claim to have been on Wednesday. Prove it! Could The Hector be – Curried Out? No way, but this would be the final Bradford Curry of the Trip, Huddersfield tomorrow. After this morning’s – Sublime Curry, only the Very Best would do. It was time to revisit September 2011, the Krahi Lamb Methi, at that time – The Best Curry I had ever been served.
Mein Host – The Original Mein Host – was in his spot behind the counter, hands were shaken. No sign of Ali or Khalid. A Young Waiter attempted to bring me Poppadoms and Dips, I waved these away. Mein Host came over to serve me himself, a first. He immediately instructed another Young Waiter to bring me Poppadoms and Dips. Eventually I accepted the Raita only.
The Krahi Lamb Methi (£8.00) was ordered, why has it taken me so long to order this again? Could it possibly live up to expectations?
Khalid emerged from the kitchen, he would chat to me later, and not about his constant search for old Minis.
When the Curry comes too quickly, one fears for the worst. It arrived in minutes.
Krahi Lamb Methi
The Curry was Boneless, one associates the Very Best with on-the-bone. The Masala was Seriously Thick, the Meat was cut Bradford Small and ranged from Tender to Chewy. Oil collected in the crater I had made rather than around the edges of the Karahi. The Spice was Perfect, the Seasoning was a tad below what I hope for. The Masala was more Meat than a Blend of Onion and Tomato. This looked as if it had been scraped off the bottom of the pot. Sadaqat at the Sheesh Mahal did serve me this once as one of his Mystery Dishes, but charged me nothing as it cost him nothing to serve. A Large Green Chilli was in two halves, it gave more Kick, Yay! I was puzzled as to how I could possibly taste Tomato through all this. The Hector taste-buds must be honed. Where was the Methi? Lost in the Mash possibly, I was not aware of any. This Curry needed more Herbs.
My final Bradford Curry for the foreseeable, not the – Wonder – I hoped for, still, not too shabby.
The Bill
£8.00. As was written. Chapattis inclusive.
The Aftermath
The chat with Khalid. He has been at The International for some seventeen years and worked at Karachi before hand. Is Khalid the longest serving Bradford Curry Waiter?
