After a late lunch at Kabana, there was no way Hector could face a late night Curry, a far cry from a decade ago when the Curry Hound was still a pup. This did not not stop me popping in to delhi2go (119 Oldham St., Manchester M4 1LN England) around midnight to continue the rapport that has been ongoing in recent years. Only one front of house chap currently recognises Hector, he was outside getting some air on this sweltering night.
On entering I asked for Chef Shahid. He was out of the kitchen in a flash. I apologised for not ordering one of his wondrous creations, Knowing that tomorrow, Wednesday, is his day off, my regret was relayed that I would miss out on this trip. The next few minutes were truly bizarre. Shahid asked what time I might come tomorrow, he would come in on his day off to cook for Hector. This was an offer I had to decline. Shahid then declared that I needed a delhi2go t-shirt. He produced not one, but four xl polo shirts. Unbelievable.
A mature chap whom I was told last month was Mohammed’s uncle, the owner, entered. A younger chap behind the counter was clearly in charge, this was Saqib, I was then introduced to Shamsmian. There had to be a photo, hopefully I have the names the right way round.
Saqib, Chef Shahid, Hector, Shamsmian
So, Mohammed is no more, a shift in the ownership within the family, and Mian has found employment elsewhere. Mian, if you ever read this, get in touch, my friend.
The Aftermath
I might get away with wearing this, but it will be a tight fit.
Who wants a polo shirt?
it would be nice to have one of those polo shirts if only to wind up my sikh friend who hails from the punjab region.
Hector replies:
And ye shall have!
I’ll meet up with you downtown when I get back.