Hector Cooks : Desi Lamb Curry

Posted on July 17, 2025 by Hector

Today, Howard and Hector finally enjoyed a day of indulgence featuring the odd Bier or two, and many a cult movie: Hell Drivers, This Island Earth, The Day The Earth Caught Fire, The Satan Bug, Zero Hour, The Black Shield of Falworth, Deep End. A home-cooked Curry would feature, Marg even promised to return in time to partake. 

One of the main criticisms, in these pages, of Curry as served in restaurants is when the Meat and the Masala are clearly strangers until the point of serving. Yet I was advised many years ago by a Chef that cooking the Lamb in the Masala can lead to the latter being burned. Pre-cooking the Lamb in a pressure cooker can therefore reduce the actual time of cooking the Meat in the Masala. Subsequently, leaving the combination overnight solves everything.

To seal the Meat or not, the debate continues. This is how the Hector got around this.

Whole Spices, typical of what is usually ground to create a Garam Masala, were dry roasted on the base of the pressure cooker: Cinnamon Bark, Black Cardamom, Dried Red Chillies, Coriander Seeds, Methi Seeds, Mustard Seeds and Black Peppercorns. Care was taken not to overdo the roasting, too much and all turns to Carbon very quickly, also the fumes become noxious.

Today’s Meat was Scottish Spring Lamb, on-the-bone, purchased at House of Sher, Kingston, Glasgow’s foremost Asian supermarket. Already cut into manageable pieces, the 1.3kg of Meat would certainly be enough for three even allowing for the bone content. This is the only precise quantity I intend posting today, the photos should tell all. The bulk of the preparation was conducted last night.

The Meat was stirred into the Roasted Whole Spices, the browning process inevitably now underway. Enough Oil to create the sense of sealing the Meat was then added and the juices correspondingly started to be released.

With the Meat browned and sealed, enough Water to cover the solids was added and brought to the boil. Thirty minutes of cooking under pressure. The result, the Lamb cooked through but still firm enough to take some more.

Not wanting boiled Spices in my Curry, the larger Spices were separated, the liquid discarded.

As Curry was the intended outcome, not Karahi, Onions would feature. Having watched many a Curry being cooked on social media, today I would cook the Onions, Garlic Paste and chopped Ginger without Spice, then blend.

Some dry Brown Onions were fried in minimal Oil and half a large bag of frozen Onions then added. Frozen Onions, I find, will never turn brown.

A handful of Cashew Nuts and a dollop of Indian Yoghurt were placed in the blender, once the Onion combo had been cooked, in it went.

The result, a smooth Paste, and more than I intended using today. Having deliberately added no Spice, this Paste can be used in non-Curry creations as and when.

The Masala was therefore going to be Tomato-based.

To satisfy my own Curry-Heute criteria, Whole Spices would have to be visible. Cinnamon Bark, Cloves and Black Cardamom were fried in way less Oil than I would customarily use in the preparation of a Curry.

Three fresh, chopped Tomatoes were cooked for ten minutes, Coriander Seeds (forgotten at the start) were stirred in.

To this, a tin of chopped Tomatoes, Green Chillies, Tomato Puree and Garlic Paste were added in turn, then Turmeric, Kashmiri Chilli and Salt.

With the Oil separating, I knew this was – the brew that is true.

Time to add the cooked Meat. Having stirred this through, it could have passed for Curry already. Ten minutes cooking with the lid on the karahi and the desired – Dry-Thick Curry was manifesting itself.

Around a third of the Onion-Nut-Yoghurt Paste was added and stirred in.

No Hector Curry would be complete without Methi.

With the Dry Methi mixed through, I knew the Curry would need more liquid for today’s additions to work. The Water, although looking excessive to start, soon reduced. The creation was left overnight to infuse.

This morning, the final preparations.

Potatoes were par-boiled, fresh Coriander Leaves and Stems finely chopped, Garam Masala, and finally Tamarind were introduced, no further cooking required at this point.

When Marg returned and declared she couldn’t wait any longer to eat, so the Curry was reheated as the Basmati also cooked.

Visually, this Desi Lamb Curry is what I had imagined: a Thick, Tomato-based Masala with minimal Onion, the hint of Creaminess partly from the Cashew Nuts. The Potatoes, having sat all day in the Masala would have taken in the Flavours.

Some of the Meat had already detached itself leaving Sucky Bones. The Tenderness was a given, the pre-cooking guaranteeing this. Having been cooked firstly in the Garam Masala, then the main Masala, the desired – something extra – was achieved. This Lamb was very much in the – giving – category. Short of ordering Tikka Lamb, Mainstream Restaurants do not manage this, and how is pouring a Masala over Tikka Lamb a Curry?

Technically, this Curry was as I would seek it. However in terms of Flavour, it was very much a la Hector. Short of adding Lime Pickle to create an Achari, I do not know how to overcome this. All Hector’s Curry creations taste like Hector’s Curry.

Marg was first to comment:

My first fork happened to have a black cardamom. That woke up my senses. The texture of the sauce and lamb looked perfect. I thoroughly enjoyed the very tender meat with flavoured potato.

The spice level was fairly high, but I soon got used to it. The meat on the bone was excellent and I enjoyed the plain rice. A good taste of coriander and plenty of bursts from the black peppercorns. An enjoyable meal in good company.

FYI – Upside Down (Night) by Gazpacho – was the musical accompaniment.

Howard had the final say: 

A Rare Treat

There’s been a plan in place to have a day and overnight watching favourite films and drinking good Bier with Hector Curry-Heute. Of course it was hoped that curry would be involved somewhere in the mix. In this case it was a special treat of a home-made curry.

The curry naturally was lamb which came in a rich, deep sauce. Dark and intense, both the sauce and meat had oodles of flavour, with the lamb being melt in the mouth. Given that some, too many restaurants et al only get one element of this right, it was a bonus to get both.

Served with boiled rice, it topped an excellent occasion that, we hope will be repeated.

With some movies still to watch, this may well happen. If only Howard would show me his diary for the next five years…

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Helensburgh – Annaya’s – 48 Hours Later

Posted on July 10, 2025 by Hector

Hector and Marg are back at Annaya’s (80-82 West Princes St., Helensburgh, G84 8XD) this Thursday evening, and yes we were here on Tuesday. Who planned this?

Marg had added – Craig & Lesley – to the diary, the format of the evening was unknown to Hector until Lesley asked on our arrival in Helensburgh – where are we going for Curry?

Craig and Lesley used to appear regularly in these pages, Hector’s cooking lessons. Eating out? The Curry-Heute Rule was invoked, no backing out now. We arrived at 18.30, Craig having phoned to advise Annaya’s that we were on our way.

On Tuesday, Mark celebrated Royal Nihari (£15.95) with gusto, this had to be Hector’s choice tonight. Nihari, Lamb Shank, is traditionally accompanied by Bread, Chapattis (£2.50) at Annaya’s are made from Wholemeal Flour which gives no pleasure at all to the Hector. There was a Naan Snafu here on Tuesday, this would have to be addressed.

Rocky, Mein Host, came over to greet, tonight he got the name right. Who prompted him? Or, had he read Curry-Heute?

Tuesday’s less than satisfactory Naan was discussed. Risen, puffy, blistered, three of the parameters in Curry-Heute which define a quality Tandoori Naan, not one ticked. Rocky deduced that if their Tandoor is constantly used it can lose its intense heat. For Hector this evening: Coriander Naan (£4.95) – served whole, no Garlic – was the challenge.

Whole Bread – the fourth parameter.

Meanwhile, there were three others at the table to consider. The menu was brought by the waitress, this would be consulted for the Sundries only. Marg was advising Craig when Rocky appeared with his Board to give us his spiel. As impressive as it was two days ago, the rerun was less compelling. However, tonight there was a new Starter: Malai Boti (£8.50): Chicken, featuring Cream Cheese, Yoghurt, Black Peppercorn and Ginger. This was ordered – to share.

Lesley would choose Punjabi Chilli Chicken (£14.95). Having taken advice from Marg, Craig would have Railway Boti (£14.95) which the lady described as – Wonderful – two days previously. Tonight, Marg opted for Desi Lamb (£14.95), served on-the-bone. So many genuine options. The good people of Helensburgh are fortunate in having this Award Winning restaurant in the heart of their town. As for the bad people, they can go elsewhere. The – Hot Naan Doner – as served along the street at Flamingo, a Takeaway, is truly – bad.

Craig and Lesley added one Roti to Marg’s, plus a Peshawari Naan (£4.95). On mentioning Rice they succumbed to Rocky’s suggestion of Special Dham Pilau (£4.95).

Poppadoms? – mooted Rocky. There was an immediate and positive response from my fellow diners. For once the Hector stayed Schtum, suckered again. That was a needless £9.50 added to The Bill.

OK, I would take a piece, or two, of Poppadom, did enjoy the Onion Chutney and Mango Chutney. The reality, I could have done without this distraction, I prefer not to play this game. Craig took care of the Pickle, Achari he had never heard of, he would like it.

Drinks had already been sorted, a large bottle of Sparkling Water (£5.95) and two pints of Lager (£4.95). Note: a pint here is £2.00 less than at Akbar’s (Glasgow)!

Malai Boti

An Interesting Starter: four pieces of Chicken, just as well, one each. With cremated nodes, suggesting the Tandoor had been employed, still remarkably White Chicken. Soft, succulent, the Cheese was noted by all but was not intrusive. A new experience.

Tandoori Lamb Chops (£8.50), surely better? Tonight, Marg almost had Lamb Chops as a main course, the Masala of her choice, understood. Pouring sauce over Meat does not a Curry make.

With my back to the room, I was unaware of how busy the place was becoming. An Indian family, who studied me with interest as I departed, had squeezed themselves on to one of the bench tables.  Eleven years of Annaya’s, they are doing well. The new Balloch outlet has yet to be visited. Tomorrow?

There seems to be a special chap who brings the food, a Chef? In time, all was assembled, there appeared to be a point to be made in bringing Hector’s Coriander Naan last.

Two Tandoori Roti/Chapatti, served halved, having eaten these for years, I have decided no more. This is not the Chapatti Flour I seek, bring me Bradford-style Chapattis made from White Chapatti Flour, the ones which used to prevail in Glasgow.

There was no comment forthcoming about the Peshawari Naan. Served in bits, stuffed Naan cannot rise in the same way a Plain Naan ought to.

The Special Dham Pilau was experienced by Hector back in January, featuring Chickpeas, Carrot and Sweetcorn. Although Rocky had distinctly mentioned Chickpeas at the point of ordering, to the best of my visual acuity, only Peas and Sweetcorn appeared. I was left to wonder who actually wanted Rice, much of the bowl remained untouched.

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Royal Nihari

Topped with Ginger Strips, a threat of Coriander, sliced Bullet Chillies and a slice of Lemon, plenty garnish. Crunchy bits, Spicy bits, Tasty bits, for later.

A Shorva, but far from watery – was my observation on Tuesday when this Curry was seen for the first time. Today I was able to study it further: somehow more brown and slightly Thicker than that served at Glasgow’s New Cafe Reeshah or Sheerin Palace, I could see why Mark described it as – gravy.

Kick-off was slightly delayed due to the absence of a Coriander Naan. There was not quite a fanfare when it was produced, though clearly this was a key moment in Curry-Heute v Annaya’s.

Served Whole? Nope. The way the Naan is cut at Annaya’s is such that it looks like a whole Bread until examined closely. The Bread must be massive before cutting, space at the table therefore at a premium. Buy some Naan hangers?

Risen puffy, blisters? Around the edges of the Naan, certainly. Towards the centre, no. Here was the same thin, doughy mass as served on Tuesday. The Buttery sheen had me worried for a moment, there was relief when this proved not to be Garlic.

How’s your Naan? – Rocky would ask mid meal.

She passed decades ago – was the tempting answer, however:

Much better – slipped out.

This Naan was much better, but still had a long way to go before being highly praised in these pages. The Curry is what it’s all about. Dipping Bread in a Shorva used to be such an alien action, it appears to be happening more often. Scooping the Shorva with the edges of the Naan became the route to happiness this evening.

Well Seasoned, a decent Spice Level and I’ll take a punt at Cinnamon and Anise, this was a powerfully Flavoured Shorva.

The Lamb, having been removed from the Shank, but still cooked together, was in four large pieces. Unusually, I had to employ a knife to cut the Meat into manageable pieces. At the start of the Dipping, I noted how hot the Shorva was. As I tackled the Meat, I was somewhat taken aback by how much heat it had retained, and continued to do so. We had once again been given hot plates from which to eat, tonight, the Hector was eating directly from the karahi. What happened to the asymmetric bowls the Curry used to come in?

Ultra-Tender Lamb in the initial stages, does Meat become tougher as the Hector eats or is it simply a matter of slowing down to a snail’s pace?

The scooping of the Shorva in time revealed a Thicker Mass towards the base of the karahi, Meat fibre, the motherlode of  Flavour. The nature of this Curry was such that it was a case of finish the Lamb, then concentrate on the remaining Shorva, now more of a Masala. Usually the Bread is abandoned to facilitate finishing the Curry, tonight it was merely a matter of surplus Bread. I would love to have seen just how large this Naan would have been served – Whole.

Desi Lamb

The same Toppings as the Nihari, I wonder how similar was the Shorva/Masala. Marg would go on to describe the Masala as – Thick, so maybe a significant departure from what I had been served? No doubt, the Lamb was from a different cut of the beast. Marg’s summary of the evening:

The meal began with a new starter of Tikka Chicken with creamed cheese and spices. We all took a piece and I found it was very juicy and full of flavour. It was a good start to the meal, after Poppadoms and mango chutney.

My main dish was full off lamb on the bone in a thick masala. A general spicy taste with very tend lamb. Used the Roti to pick up the sauce. A very pleasant dish.

Railway Boti

As seen on Tuesday, no Herb Toppings, Cashew Nuts featuring instead. This Masala was Classic Curry and with this I would have favoured Rice. On advising Craig, Marg was mindful that he does not normally tolerate Cream in any form, yet he accepted a hint of it here. Sqd Ldr Craig:

It was nutty, very peppery, flavoursome.

On Tuesday, Marg gave a much fuller appraisal. I suspect this Curry could be my choice next time at Annaya’s.

Punjabi Chilli Chicken

This Annaya’s Curry makes its inaugural appearance in Curry-Heute. Surprisingly, it was topped with sliced Bullet Chillies only. Maybe the clue was in the moniker?

The Masala did appear to be similar to the Railway Boti, again, I would have favoured Rice with this.

Why was so much Rice left at the end?

Lesley offered her description of the evening:

Initial Poppadoms, fairly standard. Never had cheese like that in chicken. It didn’t taste cheesy. Enjoyed the Rice (yay!), wasn’t greasy.

Re the main course: Could have been slightly hotter (in Spice). The sauce was light, flavoursome. Chicken thighs, light, a good portion.

Inevitably, the Bread formed much of the leftovers.

The Bill

£113.95

The Aftermath

I promised Rocky that I would not be back again – this week.

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Helensburgh – Annaya’s – Not Just A Meal, An Event

Posted on July 8, 2025 by Hector

Our last Curry with Mark and Jude was in Dunedin, New Zealand, on Day 33 of RTW-80. Today’s rendezvous took Marg and Hector down to Helensburgh and Annaya’s (80-82 West Princes St., Helensburgh, G84 8XD). Annaya’s, the best show in town, and as the evening would reveal, it’s not just in the eating.

Following an aperitif, we arrived for our 19.00 booking. A Tuesday evening, Annaya’s was quiet, however, I am more used to being here on a Saturday when the place is wedged.

The complex menu, first seen in January, apart from Sundries, was basically ignored. The Specials Board is where – the good stuff – is displayed. Even then, the Desi Lamb, courtesy of Alan of this parish, and influenced by Hector over the years, has become: Desi Lamb Methi – on-the-bone, extra Seasoning (£14.95).

There was no sign of Rocky, Mein Host, initially. When the waitress mooted Poppadoms, I gave my usual response – if Rocky wants us to have them, they will arrive.

They did, and I was not amused to find £8.50 on The Bill to cover these and the Chutney/Dips. My tactic didn’t work, I would have been outvoted anyway.

A glass of red wine and the first of two large bottles of Sparkling Water were ordered. Drinks – £18.40. Hector the Miserable? OK, it was a special night and we were out – to dine.

Back to the food. Rocky appeared, recognised me, called me by the wrong name and proceeded to talk us through the Specials on his own portable board. There were only one or two tweaks from that last seen in January.

Rocky informed me that my elaborate Methi Gosht would feature Mustard Leaves as well as Methi. Rocky’s spiel was so detailed I interrupted to suggest we should have made an audio recording. It was not just revealing the ingredients for each Dish but also the timing of when they are added. Royal Nihari (£15.95) was one Curry he particularly highlighted this evening. I had to challenge when he relayed the Lamb was removed from the Bone before cooking. Ah, the Bones are then cooked in. Clever, and not off-putting as some may find being served a Lamb Shank. Mark was sold on the Royal Nihari. As with last year in Dunedin, Marg chose a Railway Curry: Railway Boti (£14.95), whilst Jude stuck to Prawns: King Prawn Tikka Masala (£15.95).

Each couple would both share Rice and Bread: Pilau (£3.50) for the visitors with a Garlic & Coriander Nan (£4.95), Marg and Hector – Mushroom Rice (£4.95) and a Coriander Nan (£4.95?). Once again, I had managed to persuade Marg to have the more elaborate Bread. Roti here is made from Wholemeal Flour, and as established at Punjabi Zaiqa (Berlin) on Saturday, the Hector is not for having this.

Starters? Oh, why not? Marg and Hector would share Fish Pakora (£7.95) which was a standout last time, Mark and Jude – Vegetable Pakora (£5.95).

It was great being here on a quieter evening, the full treatment was very much the name of the game. Annaya’s keeps winning awards. Who wins Awards?

Having left for but a moment, I returned to find the Starters on the table accompanied by a further four Dips.

Fish Pakora

Seven decent sized pieces of what I took to be Haddock. That they were freshly cooked was not in doubt, the pieces were so pliable. The Dips were hardly required such was the Flavour from the Fish, but when in Rome. The batter was seriously Spicy, surprisingly so.

Vegetable Pakora

Helensburgh’s long lost Akash set the standard for freshly cooked Pakora, none of this double frying nonsense which has become the norm. Tonight’s Pakora was lightly fried and featured the jaggy bits which are a feature of home-cooked Pakora. Six pieces, once upon a time it was nine, so not a lot when sharing, and Delhi Darbar (Dumbarton) would be passed on the way home, their Takeaway portion oft reaches more than two dozen.

Mark said – the Pakora was great. Jude also praised the Condiments. We had amassed seven.

Five to ten? – asked Rocky, referring not ot the time but the proposed gap between courses.

Fifteen – I proposed. Let the Starts digest.

Jude remarked that we were never asked how Spicy we wanted our Curry. I assured her Spice Level would not be an issue, they know what they are doing.

Super hot plates heralded the arrival of the Mains. And with Rice ordered, we would all be eating from a dinner plate this evening.

Both Rice portions proved to be enough to share, especially with Bread accompanying. Having celebrated the Mushroom Rice this past year at Chimes of India (Glasgow) then more recently at Curry Pot (Glasgow), I know how wonderful a Mushroom Rice can be. Tonight’s Mushrooms appeared to be compariively few and shrivelled,  a not so Interesting Vegetable. The Rice itself had no particular Flavour. impact.

What happened to the Bread? I have read back through previous visits to Annaya’s. The Bread, in various forms, has always impressed. Not tonight.

The waiter presented the Naan, Garlic & Coriander to Mark and Jude, Plain Naan to Marg and I. I assumed he was simply differentiating.

Risen, blistered, puffy – has been a feature of the Tandoori Naan served here previously. Tonight, peely wally, limp, soggy, and no sign of the dough having been near a Tandoor.

As I completed my photographic ritual, so Marg got to the Bread first.

Garlic!

Was the Bread issued the wrong way round? Mark confirmed they too had Garlic. Further study revealed just a threat of Coriander in theirs.

Our Naan  had no sign of Coriander and was clearly giving off overwhelming Garlic, which we had deliberately tried to avoid.

Served in four pieces, this Naan was a classic example of everything the Hector tries to avoid.

There was little point in sending it back. The mistake had been made, why let our food cool whilst we waited for another limp piece of Bread? Between us, we ate less than half.

Desi Lamb Methi – on-the-bone, extra Seasoning

What lay beneath the toppings of Coriander, Ginger Strips and sliced Bullet Chillies, was exactly what the Hector helped develop in Helensburgh after Methi was first identified in Bradford three decades ago. A Dry, Thick Masala with Herbs, not the Herb Mash which some venues resort to … and in mainland Europe, they add Cream!

The aforementioned Akash is where this Master Curry was honed to Hector’s palate, then there was the ill fated fire. To have this Methi Gosht served on-the-bone, even better, a Desi Curry.

The Seasoning was a la Hector. The Herb-rich Masala was approaching the great Bradford Curry Taste. The Bullet Chillies, taken as and when, gave the extra – kick.

Super-soft Lamb, saturated with Herb, Meat that was giving back more than just its own Flavour. Again, this is what the Hector seeks, and although no Whole Spices were encountered, enough to justify being called a Desi Curry.

The Bread dismissed, the Rice still proved to be plentiful. It was a case of maximise pleasure, finish the Curry, and so leave a few grains. Bhuna Dry, this was quite a Curry.

Railway Boti

Wonderful! – was an early exclamation by Marg, and why not? The Masala was – Classic Curry, and the Lamb was served – on the-bone.

Topped with Cashew Nuts, the Oily sheen from the Masala was so inviting. For once, not even a Soupçon was coming Hector’s way. Coriander too, hard to tell for sure if the Masala had been blended.  This version of Railway Boti bore no resemblance to the Creamy-Soupy affair served here back in 2019.  As with – Handi – a Curry with this moniker can be anything Chef wishes to dish out.  I would be tempted to have this version next time, but then I know what follows below already.

At this rate, Marg will be starting her own Blog:

A Poppadom with Mango Chutney was a familiar start to a meal in the past. When the Fish Pakora arrived it was piping hot and freshly made. I enjoyed the mixed sizes of Pakora and used a few of the dips on offer.

We asked for a short break and this gave us all some time to digest our starters and be ready for the main meal. My Railway Boti dish looked full of meat with cashew nuts sprinkled on top. I loved the taste of the sauce and the lamb was very tender with some pieces on the bone. This rich, sweetened sauce was absorbed in the mushroom rice and was a real treat to eat. The only hiccup was the nan bread, which was covered in garlic, instead of coriander which had been asked. I did use the bread to mop up the meal, where the garlic was too strong. Overall, the dish was fabulous and a real delight.

Royal Nihari

A Boneless Nihari, but as we now know, cooked with Bone in the pot. Traditionally served in a Shorva, this Masala was heading in that direction, but was far from watery. A Dark, mysterious Masala, and once again topped with Coriander, Ginger Strips and sliced Bullet Chillies.

Mark raved about his Curry throughout the eating and would later tell Rocky that he would happily have just had the Masala on its own, so impressive was the Flavour.

With the introduction and explanation, it became an event. Not just a meal.

I recommend that curry, sauce was like a Sunday roast gravy with spices, not too (Spicy) hot.

King Prawn Tikka Masala

This was the only Curry this evening from the menu, not the Specials. A Soupy Masala, with a swirl of Cream, never going to be a challenge.

Jude did ask Mark to verify that she had Prawns, she didn’t recognise the now spiralled Seafood. Her concluding remark says it all:

Thought the service was phenomenal. The attention to detail, made you feel welcome curry was good, not the best I’ve ever had. Flavours not complex, down to me picking a basic curry.

Has the lady been away from her native Bradford for too long?

Rocky was back. More Curry recipes being described. I had to ask The Big Question!

Have you ever served a Desi Korma?

Rocky then proceeded to give a detailed description of the ingredients and method to create this truly – Shahi Curry – and how it was transformed from what the Hector considers to be the tastiest of Curry, traditionally served at functions, to the creamy/coconut abomination (my term) that is universally available.

Maybe, one day, this will be one of the Specials.

Next time at Annaya’s, the Maestro will have to be recorded.  So much information lost to the ether.

The Bill

£119.30

The Aftermath

We didn’t stay for Coffee, though Marg must have been overheard mentioning Chai.

Rocky presented a portion of Chai-mix, reminiscent of Turkish Apple Tea.

Marg may well purloin this.

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Berlin – Punjabi Zaiqa – Have They Peaked?

Posted on July 5, 2025 by Hector

Another all too brief trip to Berlin gives Hector the opperchancity to return to Punjabi Zaiqa (Tromsöer Strasse 6, 13359 Berlin Deutschland), one of the favourite Curry Houses in all of Europe. Last month’s presentation of their usually outstanding Lamm Desi Korma (€12.90) did not set the heather on fire. Taking no risks, today the Hector was returning to his roots: Lamm Karahi (€14.90).

Marg and Hector took the U8 up to Osloer Straße. Alighting from the front of the train makes finding the correct exit so much simpler.

Entering Punjabi Zaiqa just on 14.00, Aniq was in his customary spot to take the Order. First, a quick recce of the fayre on display. A modest tray of Curry, then the biggest mountain of Samosas ever seen. As Marg observed, they were uncooked, so no reheats here.

Aniq raised an eyebrow as I confirmed – mit Knochen. As if the Hector would choose anything but Lamb on-the-bone. No Rice, just Bread. That would hopefully prevent the usual cascade of food that cannot be eaten.

I took a litre bottle of Fanta (€3.50) from the fridge whilst Marg considered her options. Still in Salad mode, Paneer Salad (€6.90) completed the Order.

With a couple of diners sitting towards the front of the seating area, Marg headed to the rear. All seats are grey: the reupholstering witnessed last time has removed all traces of green.

The wait for the Karahi felt appropriate, in time it arrived, but strangely, Marg’s Salad took another few minutes. Aniq brought the Bread and Curry on a tray.

I could have asked for Naan, I should have asked for Naan, but would the Roti have come as well? Served whole, risen, puffy, blistered, the Hector should be happy. Alas, the now dreaded Wholemeal Flour, I should cope.

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Lamm Karahi

Ginger Strips, Coriander and a decent wedge of Lemon topped the Karahi. The Lemon was duly squeezed, a much better start than the recent visit to Akbar’s (Glasgow).

The portion size was as voluminous as ever. The Meat count was well into double figures, a lot to eat here. With its authentic Oily sheen, the Masala looked inviting. On closer examination, the Tomato base was evident, the Yoghurt appeared to be overdone.

The first dip of Bread in the Masala revealed a major problem. One that anyone else could have rectified, but not the Hector. Having not used a salt cellar at the table this century, I wasn’t going to let the standard drop today, how I wished I could. The Seasoning was well down from its norm at Punjabi Zaiqa. With last month in mind, I was speculating – a new Chef – or just a change in attitude?

The Meat, and care was taken to ensure Bone splinters did not do any damage to the gnashers or palate, was in comparatively large pieces. My first attempt at tackling the first of two Sucky Bones had to be abandoned, too hot to handle. Hot food, always a positive.

Tender to start more chewy as I filled, today, the Lamb was not giving back any more than its own Meatiness. Again, the mental alarm was ringing.

Marg had Lamm Karahi here back in March. My Soupçon on that day confirmed the efficacy maintained, a veritable – wow – moment. The intensity of Flavour from both Meat and Masala was remarkable, the Seasoning spot on.

With two Roti on the table, I thought between us, we should manage one. Yes, Marg was dipping pieces into the Masala. However, the Flavour of the Wholemeal Roti was dominating that from the Masala, it was becoming off-putting. The Bread would have been abandoned soon enough, today, sooner. Does this mean that from now on I am going to have to ask what type of Flour the Bread is made from? A definite spoiler, resulting in the abandoning of some Masala.

Served anywhere else in Berlin, I would have been celebrating today’s Curry. But no kid gloves at Punjabi Zaiqa, I know they can do much better.

Paneer Salad

Six strips of Paneer sat atop a fairly standard Salad. What I took to be Tamarind had been sprinkled over the Cheese, not a beautiful sight. Having had Coffee and presumably Cake or similar, this morning with The Ladies, this would prove to be a sufficient meal. Marg:

My Paneer Salad arrived little later than the Karahi. Beautifully (?) presented, six pieces of Paneer were laid out on top of the fresh lettuce, cucumber, tomato and onion surrounding the oval plate. There was sauce and a little paprika sprinkled over the Salad. I loved the fresh vegetables with the fried Paneer and managed to steal some of the sauce from the Karahi with the abundance of Bread. A very enjoyable lunch.

As we ate, so two ladies entered the restaurant, Balloon Ladies. Someone was having a party later. Is attaching a balloon to the paintwork with sticky tape a sensible practice? I shall be studying the walls closely next visit.

The Bill

€25.30 (£21.82)

The Aftermath

Has the Chef changed – I asked Aniq – the food is different.

Last time you had the Korma – he recalled.

The difference between the two Dishes – a hard sauce – is how Aniq described the Karahi, and as for the Desi Korma, we both said – Shorva – in unison.

He insisted there had be no change in personnel.

Today the Curry needed more Salt.

Next time tell me.

Also! The Hector may well be heard to ask for a bit more Salt, and even chance his arm and add Methi to the instruction. Do I miss Karahi Palace (Glasgow)?

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Glasgow – Shahi Mahal – Sometimes A Great Notion

Posted on July 3, 2025 by Hector

14.30 on a wet Thursday afternoon, you’ll have had yer summer, and Hector finds himself on the Southside. Fortunately Marg has done the driving, so integrity and well-being had been maintained.

Having stopped to take the exterior photo, Marg headed alone into Shahi Mahal (452 Cathcart Rd., Govanhill, Glasgow G40 7B2). She waited for me before approaching the counter where the two chaps recognised the Hector. No Zahir today, there was a clue outside as to why this was so, I’ll let the reader work that one out.

With a Lamb Feast scheduled for Saturday, I was not in the mindset for a heavy duty Curry, Vegetables were foremost in the mind. Still, the Aloo Gosht (£7.50) on display did look inviting. I resisted. The Mix Vegetable (£5.00) is what I had in mind already, with Rice. Containers of Rice were piled high behind the counter, however, it was the Chicken Biryani (£4.50) on display which caught the eye. All this was reminiscent of Sheerin Palace around the corner, Zahir’s previous place of employment before going on his own.

Marg saw the Samosas on display and ordered a Vegetable and a Lamb Mince.

With Salad! – she added eagerly thereafter.

The Price of a single Samosa remains unclear, possibly £1.50. Served with Salad £2.50/£4.00 depending on how much Salad one requires How would  they charge Marg’s Order of two Samosas? Also the menu says – 50p charge extra for sit-in – is this per item? Another puzzle for today.

Three other tables were occupied at various times, by individuals, one chap I recognised. There must be a happy band of, mostly Asian, chaps who tour the Southside Curry Cafes, where the real Curry in Glasgow is served.

A jug of tap water, no need for ice today, was brought to the table accompanied by a generous, but simple Salad and two bowls of Dips. There would be more than enough here to keep Marg amused and satisfy her need for – Salad.

Samosas

I am intrigued, how does one reheat a Samosa? Samosa-ding would kill the pastry. Deep frying would leave an oily residue. An air fryer should be ideal. They looked dry and crispy on the outside, so perhaps Hector’s theory holds?

As can be seen, Marg created quite a plateful, sadly no interior photos of the Samosas. They didn’t last long. But compared to the mountain of food across the table, Marg’s task was less daunting. 

Marg:

Decided to have Samosa instead of a Curry. Ordered a meat one as well as a vegetable samosa with salad. Added the plate of salad to my Samosas and some Raita on the side.

The Samosas were well fried, but the filling was soft and full of flavour. The potato was present in both and gave the dish the necessary spice alongside the vegetable and minced lamb. I enjoyed the contrast of the fresh salad and the sauce gave enough moisture to the whole dish.

Chicken Biryani

Two pieces of Chicken served on-the-bone were buried in the mass of Pilau. I assumed that some of the Raita was as an accompaniment. No need, the Rice had a sufficient level of moisture and the Hector had another source to turn this into something even better. There was enough here for two.

Mix Vegetable

What an array of Vegetables! I’ll even forgive the stray pieces of Yellow Capsicum. Potato, Cauliflower, Peas, Carrot, Aubergine, Coriander and was that Tomato or Red Capsicum…

The Masala Mash shrouded the Vegetables, a residue of Shorva was collecting at the side of the plate. There was nothing left to do but chuck the entire contents of the bowl on top of the Biryani.

Now we’re talking.

Starting with the Rice, tasty enough but not as outstanding enjoyed at Curry Pot in recent visits. However, one key ingredient I have been missing of late is the humble Clove. I picked out a few of these, Whole, then a large piece of Cinnamon Bark. These two Spices gave the Pilau its extra edge.

Meat and Masala, I admit to not being that excited currently about the simplicity of a standard Curry. The Diversity of Vegetables adds so much more in terms of Texture and Flavour. The sweetness from the Carrots, the distinctiveness of Peas, the Cauliflower blast. But the king of all these, the Potato. I remarked to Marg, I think I could easily just have a Potato Curry these days. The Potato had absorbed the Flavours of the Shorva, and was giving back so much Spice in the way that too often, Meat does not.

The there was the Chicken. Dry, white Meat which does not absorb. Just what does Chicken add to a Curry?

You’re picking out the best bits – observed Marg.

Indeed, there was a strategy. With the car around the corner, a Doggy Bag was possible. With the Vegetables taken care of, a suitable portion of Pilau could be taken home and had another day.

Satisfaction, I can’t get no, was attained. I took the remnants up to the counter.

The Bill

£15.00 A fair price, exactly how it was calculated, we’ll never know.

The Aftermath

A quiet exit. No Zahir, no party.

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Glasgow – Akbar’s – A Subpar Evening

Posted on June 28, 2025 by Hector

I wonder if they have fixed the hand drier! – texted Alan earlier in the day. November 2022 was the last time Alan, Tracy, Marg and Hector dined at Akbar’s (573-581 Sauchiehall Street G3 7PQ). Other Curry Houses are available, and it does take an alignment of the planets for the four of us to be free on the same evening.

The booking was for 19.00, Marg was last to arrive, once again Maria was our efficient waitress.

Poppadoms were suggested: if Imran wants us to have them, they will arrive.

There was no sign of Imran this evening.

Only one small bottle of Sparkling Water (£3.00) was ordered this evening, by Marg. The Hector succumbed to a solitary pint of Cobra (£6.95), an outrageous charge for a bog standard lager. Tracy had a small bottle (£5.00) of the same, even less value. Alan considered a bottle white wine (£24.95) to be his optimum tipple. Served warm, just how long was one supposed to wait for the ice bucket to have any effect? The pint of lager was also served at too warm a temperature. A top up with ice was required.

Akbar’s are making a mint from Drinks sales, they could at least serve them at the appropriate temperature.

Hector was here for the food, Bradford Curry in Glasgow. A repeat of my choices on the last visit in January should be manageable: a share of Meat Chops (£7.95) followed by Karahi Gosht & Spinach (£15.95). Marg, who has not had Keema for ages, opted for Karahi Keema & Matter (£14.50).

A bit of persuasion was now required. Marg prefers a Chapatti (£1.00) as her optimum accompaniment, Nobody else desired Naan, and for one, a waste of Bread. Marg agreed to share a Coriander & Chilli Nan (£4.50).

As on their last visit, Alan and Tracy were sharing Meat Chops then having Karahi Gosht & Spinach and Karahi Chicken & Spinach (£14.95) respectively. Why has it taken Hector so long to catch on to this Saag/Palak delight? Tracy asked for Chicken Tikka. Once more, a Chapatti each.

Maria took the Order. She admitted to remembering Marg & I from January this year.

How was the tip?

This she couldn’t remember. She should now remember having her photo taken.

Maria made it clear that anything we weren’t happy with could be replaced. The Order would have to be wrong before Hector would do this, or inedible, an unlikely outcome. Alan did ask for more ice, that the Bier and Wine was warm was communicated.

We always ask for the Meat Chops to be well done. After many years, we are still waiting for them to be truly cremated. Maybe tonight was the night? Neither Alan or I had, as yet, checked the hand drier.

Served – Desi-style – was also the requirement for Alan, Tracy and Hector.

When ordering from the Desi-Apna section of the menu, why do we have to ask? Even in Bradford, this has become the norm.

We settled down for the wait. Once upon a time the staff at Akbar’s used to give a precise time, no more.

Tonight, the sun was still high enough in the sky to cause problems for those of us sitting at the window and facing west. Despite the presence of blinds, these were purely decorative. Alan was but a silhouette from my side of the table. It’s an ill wind…

Maria brought two Dips, then the bottle of Chilli Sauce, which staff here were previously programmed to describe as – Special. Has it lost its edge?

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Meat Chops

Four Lamb Chops, and after my most recent visit to The Downsman (Crawley), these remain attractively priced in comparison.

There was only a hint of Charcoal on some of the eight Chops presented. Is the kitchen simply not willing to serve them as asked for? One of my two had two pink spots, so not even cooked through never mind – well done.

Still, their succulence impressed the Hector, tasty, and with the other bits on the plate, as much an amuse-bouche as a Starter per se. Four Chops are always better than two, but knowing what follows, one has to be realistic. The Chilli Sauce did take the Spice Level up to – eleven.

Tracy, who generally does not eat Lamb, was not impressed by her Chops.

Awful, too fatty.

This was relayed to Maria. The complaints were piling up, no action.

Proper Chapattis, not the Wholemeal versions which I keep encountering. But missing out on the ritual of the Naan at Akbar’s, no way.

Partly risen, puffy loadsa blisters, Hector’s sort of Naan.

I moved the Naan from the edge of the table towards the centre. I was then able to obscure the sun. It also meant I couldn’t see Alan at all for the duration of the eating.

Karahi Gosht & Spinach

The pathetic piece of Lemon was insulting, neither use or ornament. If adding Lemon Juice is a key part of this Dish, then give a decent slice, not the skin. The Coriander as a Topping was incidental given the Herb content of the Curry.

A Masala with Herbs, the Oil collecting on the periphery, Hector’s ideal Methi/Palak Gosht. The plentiful Meat was cut small but not as extreme as – Bradford small. The overall volume did not appear to be challenging, the eyes can mislead. In time I would have to abandon the Bread, as is my norm, to concentrate on the Karahi.

The Dry, Thick, Bradford Curry had set the standard of expectation long before the birth of Curry-Heute. The Bradford Curry Taste was there, sensed immediately. Even in Bradford I have failed to register this of late, if at all. Methi, it must have been in there too. Contradicting the empirical writings in Curry-Heute, this intensity of Flavour had been achieved with a remarkably low level of Seasoning. The Herbs fill the gap.

The Spice Level was moderate. The sliced Green and Red Chillies added extra bite when the notion took me.

Desi-Apna, yet no Whole Spices present, no Bones, and whilst the Tender Meat was key to the overall enjoyment it was not giving much else back. Dare I ask, how was this a Desi Curry?

There was something fundamental which made my enjoyment of this Curry less than it could have been. I watched the vapour rise from Marg’s Keema, most certainly this was not emanating from my Karahi. How long had my Curry been sitting before it was brought to the table? The curse of dining in a restaurant, and as ever, tonight, Akbar’s was wedged. Warm food, Hector likes his – hot.

Loads of promises – remarked Alan who sought even more ice to try and cool the wine. – the chops were tasty but very under fired, despite the well fired order. Some were better than others.

The main was good.

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Karahi Chicken Tikka & Spinach

Who doesn’t like Chicken Tikka? If one is going to have a Chicken Curry, then maybe this is the better option?  However, pouring Sauce over Meat does not a Curry make.

Given the unique request, one can deduce that Chicken and Masala had only recently been introduced. Again, how was is this a Desi Curry? Tracy’s verdict for the evening:

Unfortunately for me the starter was fatty and well under fired despite asking to be well fired. My (Curry) was supposedly Chicken Tikka, tasted like boiled chicken to me.

Tracy tends to take a Doggy Bag home with around half of her main course. Tonight she went for it, managing a quantity such that only tiddlers remained.

Does one assume enjoyment? 

Karahi Keema & Matter

Topped with Coriander and a decent slice of Lemon, this was a classic Keema. Below the Mince, just a hint of Masala collecting on the base of the karahi. The Peas, and Potato when offered, always add a new dimension to – just Spicy Mince.

Marg had plenty to say this evening:

Decided to share the Lamb Chops starter. Four chops arrived, and although we asked for them well fired, only one seemed slightly burnt. I enjoyed the flavour of them.

When my Keema Matter arrived it was a big portion. The mince and peas were full of spice and there was an enjoyable kick of coriander as well. We shared a Coriander & Chilli Nan which was hung on the metal tree stand. Unfortunately for me, I would have preferred a Roti. The Chilli Nan made my dish too spicy for me. I enjoyed the rich flavours from the Keema. Did not eat too much of the Nan.

There was a Doggy Bag.

I ordered Kashmiri Tea (£4.95) after the food. A pink/brown liquid arrived in a tea cup with a few spices floating. An enjoyable drink and good for digestion.

Alan and Tracy had their customary Espresso (£2.95), whilst the Hector still had the dregs of his solitary lager, to which further ice had been added to prolong the pleasure.

By the end of the meal enough displeasure had been tallied: warm wine, insufficiently chilled Bier, fatty Chops, not cooked as asked, the blinding sun not able to be dealt with, warm-not-hot main course.

The front of house staff were not to blame for any of the above, so giving them a hard time would have been grossly unfair. The question has to be asked: what are the people behind them up to?

The saga of the hand drier may be an indication of this. I found it to be operating, but the direction nozzle missing. Alan regarded this as still broken.

He summed up our visit:

Disappointing, lots of talk, no walk. Nothing lasts forever, although the broken hand drier might!

The Bill

£140.00 Including £1.00 extra for the Chicken Tikka.

The Aftermath

The conversation after the meal was basically about where to go in Glasgow next time. We may have to accept that the venues with the best Curry do not have the ambience, and don’t serve booze.

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Kaarst – Rice & Spice – Taste of Pakistan – Visit #1

Posted on June 26, 2025 by Hector

The number of Deutsche Curry Houses reviewed in Curry-Heute exceeds one hundred. With a handful of exceptions, Hector admits to wearing kid gloves, when reviewing Curry in Deutschland, such is the level of mediocrity of the Fayre typically served across this nation. Euro-Curry, what restaurateurs believe the people want, not what they themselves would eat at home. If they do, heaven forbid.  Today, no – kid gloves – were required.

Researching venues in/near Düsseldorf, Rice & Spice – Taste of Pakistan (Badeniastraße 13, 41564 Kaarst, Deutschland) stood out from the Mainstream. There was enough online information to suggest proper – Desi Curry – could be on offer.

It was therefore with great anticipation when Marg and Hector headed west on S-Bahn 28 from Düsseldorf, via Neuss, to reach Kaarst, IKEA Karst, to be precise. A minibus did meet the train to wheech peeps off to the furniture store. The railway line clearly continued, what dragons beyond had the train terminate here, may be established in time.

We managed to dodge the imminent thunderstorm, payback for blue skies and 31ºC yesterday, as we completed the short walk through firstly retail, then a residential area. If Kaarst has an historic centre, this was not the day to go exploring. One piece of information which must be shared, Kaarst is the birthplace of Berti Vogts, World Cup winner and erstwhile manager of Scotland.

Arriving at Rice & Spice at 12.40, a young chap greeted in what we soon realised was quite an extensive venue. He led us towards the dining area in the garden at the rear.

Draußen? No thanks, not today. Subsequent diners were happy to sit outside.

You have Desi Curry? – I asked en route. There was acknowledgment, however, we soon established that the young chap could have been new to Rice & Spice. He was not totally au fait with the items on the menu. A lady came out to greet, we would establish later this was – Any – Chef, and wife of Mein Host, Ahmed. I explained that we had come far to sample their hopefully Punjabi Desi Fayre.

Drinks were sorted before we waded through the extensive menu. A bottle of Fanta (€3.00) and a 0.75l bottle of Sparkling Water (€6.00) were secured.

The extensive menu was recorded, having seen part of it online already, I knew that the Lamm Karahi is why I was here. The description of the ingredients: Ginger, Garlic, Tomato – is true to a Desi Masala. Not the Onion & Capsicum stir-fry abominations which the Mainstream restaurants across the land get away with. Fisch Karahi Masala (€26.99) may be one for the future. Fish Karahi, mmmm.

The banner on each page of the Mains assured us that our Dish would be accompanied by Salad, a Dessert and Chai. The choice of Tandoori Bread or Rice was a given. The universal price for all Lamb Curry ( €24.99) felt justified.

As the menu was sprinkled with Deutsch, some of the traditional Dishes were not recognised by Marg. She considered Lamm mit Paprika until I translated, no Capsicum! Aloo Gosht or Gobi Gosht? Marg chose the latter: Lamm mit Blumkohl.

Paye and Haleem were tucked away at the end. No price quoted, I wonder what the demand is for these Punjabi delicacies in Kaarst? Of greater attraction to Hector, Kofta (various), Shami and Seekk Kebab were also available, served with the same accompaniments as our choices. The good people of Kaarst may have won a watch.

An Interesting Salad was brought to the table. Beneath the dressing lay Grapes, Sweetcorn, Tomato, Apple, Kidney Beans, shredded Carrot & Cabbage, plus some green stuff. Rather than tear in, we both maintained the integrity of the Salad,  what else might come?

It was during the efficacious thirty minute wait for the food to be prepared, that Mein Host arrived. Ahmed appreciated that we had not just happened to be in Kaarst. I decided not to reveal – Curry-Heute – at this time.

He told us that in Pakistan, Scottish music is oft a feature at weddings. My fellow countrymen going back to their roots, but taking the adopted culture with them?

Ahmed verified our Order. That we had asked for Bread and no Rice was confirmed, however, Ahmed insisted that we should try his Rice. He promised Chai afterwards which I immediately refused. The Hector was then assured that Tea without milk could be provided. 

I went out ot the garden to get the photos. There I spotted the sign (below) promoting the Kebabs, the Streetfood.

Three sets of tea-lights were lit.

In time, Ahmed brought all the food to the table.


The Rice proved to be a portion of Pilau Matar. Hector having Rice with Karahi, the chaps back home would not serve me this. The Peas were of course, welcomed as another Interesting Vegetable. A tray of Dips was brought also, all home-made we were proudly told, the full array. Ahmed admitted that these were accompaniments for the Starters but was clearly keen to show them off. The menacing Green Chilli pulp sat in the centre: Achtung!

Two Roti, quartered, were presented. Wholemeal, not my preferred Flour, though this suited Marg. The Bread would turn crispy, I was now glad we had Rice. Between us, we would take care of six of the eight quarters.

Before I addressed the main event, I arranged Rice and Salad on the plate, no eating directly from the karahi today.

Lamm Karahi

The large Lamb Chop came as a surprise. On-the-bone, the Meat had not been discussed, this was a veritable bonus. Decanting the Boneless pieces to the plate confirmed there was plenty of eating here.

The Masala was classic Punjabi Karahi. Thick, Tomato-based, a Desi Masala. However, there were no Whole Spices, what was in here remained a secret.

The Spice hit the palate first, I had to wait a few moments for the Flavours to reveal themselves. There was nothing pronounced e.g. Clove, Cumin. This Masala was well balanced, truly enjoyable. One thing was immediately apparent, this was not Deutsche Curry.

Big Seasoning, Big Flavours, eating this creation was going to be a joyful experience.

The Meat was super-tender, especially the Lamb Chop. Umami, the meatiness was to the fore, but not necessarily more. The Lamb was not giving back the Spice. However, there was lots more to get to grips with.

Diversity, I was enjoying the Peas Pilau, the unusually Fruity Salad surprised me. Perhaps the South Africans know what they are doing having Fruit with Curry?

The final pieces of Meat were taken from the karahi and smothered with the retained Masala. My last mouthfuls were Curry & Rice, most unusual having ordered – Karahi. I just about managed to clear my plate.

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Lamm mit Blumenkohl

With the Masala at an absolute minimum, this Curry was far from anything served in the Mainstream Deutsche Curry Houses. This was a Desi Curry, surely Chefs across the land cannot be afraid of letting the public see this?

As Marg arranged her Curry on her plate, it became apparent that not only was there Lamb and Cauliflower present, Potato was in there too: Aloo Gobi Gosht!

Marg kept offering me a Soupçon. I declined these offers oft, concentrating on maintaining the Flavours on my own palate. In time I relented, a piece of Cauliflower crossed the table.

The moistness impressed, the texture was that of well cooked Cauliflower, this was not al dente. Not having had the Lamb here, I wonder if Chef had simply added Meat to the prepared Aloo Gobi?

Marg offered a few words:

A large portion of Salad arrived at the table and we wiated until the main course arrived before devouring it.

My main dish was full of cooked and spiced cauliflower and potato with small pieces of lamb. The flavour was refreshingly spicy and I used Bread to pick up the food. The taste made my lips tingle and I thoroughly enjoyed the overall flavours of the vegetables and the tender meat.

There were some strips of ginger to add to the taste. When I added Salad, the dish became even more enjoyable. What a treat. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience.

The young chap cleared the table then brought the promised – Beilagen. Two micro-Desserts. One was Sweet Rice with an Almond, the other Rice Noodles in what Marg interpreted as condensed milk. .

With one dry Dessert and one wet, we had half each, then switched. Both tasty, and Hector having Dessert, most unusual.

Ahmed brought two cups of Chai, I declined mine, milky. He remembered, and so brought an honourable, and much larger cup of proper Tea.

Whenever I eat Desi Karahi Gosht, it is generally in less salubrious surroundings. A meal for the eating, a quick in and out. Today was an event, we had – dined.

Marg – overall the meal was a great pleasure.

The Bill

€59.98 (£50.40) Ahmed informed me that here was a technical issue with their card reader. I was given IBAN details. With my card pre-loaded with Euros, I managed to make the payment without incurring charges.

The Aftermath

Time for Curry-Heute to be revealed. Time for the rest of the World to be made aware that a half hour west of Düsseldorf lies – Rice & Spice – a truly authentic Curry House, not just one that claims it is. There’s way too many of them. After Indian Mango, and its successor Dessi Tadka (München) plus Punjabi Zaiqa (Berlin), Rice & Spice is only the third in all of Deutschland that the Hector feels is worthy of celebration.

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2025 Menu

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Glasgow – Curry Pot – I Know Where This Is Heading

Posted on June 19, 2025 by Hector

Twelve years passed between visit #1 and visit #2 to Curry Pot (139 Dumbarton Rd., Glasgow, G11 6PR). That it is only twelve days since visit #2, should confirm that the Hector was keen to sample more of the menu. Today, South Indian Chettinad – Lamb (£9.80), the second of the five current – Lamb – offerings. Already, I’m looking forward to reporting on the remaining three.

It was bang on 15.00 when I arrived at Curry Pot, the preferred time of the day to eat.

Rajiv, alone on the premises, and so the Chef, greeted. There was no mention of my previous visit or review. The Curry was ordered, no drink, plus the all important Mushroom Rice (£3.45). I took a seat, same spot as before, at the largest table. It would have been a major surprise if I had been joined by another sit-in customer.

The next person to enter Curry Pot was another member of staff, and not Suriya whom I met last time. How long before I get to meet Simrat, the boss, once more?

Chettinad, outwith München, has hardly featured in these pages over the last year. I’ve probably had way more – Palak – notions than South Indian ones for some inexplicable reason since RTW-80. In time, I’ll get round to returning to nearby – Madhras Dosa – and its city centre successor – Banana Leaf.

After what felt like an appropriate wait, Rajiv brought out the food, the aroma already had me won. The presentation was commensurate with dining at any Curry Restaurant, that I was sitting in such a small area did not matter at all.

Mushroom Rice

This accompaniment deserves its own banner, a first in Curry-Heute for Rice. The Flavours from the Pilau were such that this could be eaten on its own. The fresh Mushrooms added even more.

A whole Clove, then a Black Peppercorn, were encountered in the mix. Caramelised Onion and Coriander were strewn through the Rice adding their own distinctive Flavours, the former giving a slightly sweet taste also. All the – Desi – boxes would be ticked, this was as much a Biryani as a Rice accompaniment. Excellence on a plate, every grain would be managed.

South Indian Chettinad – Lamb

Three Ginger Strips topped the Chettinad served in a handi. The seven pieces of Meat were arranged over the Rice, six of these would be halved, so absolutely no issue with the portion size. The viscous Masala was pleasingly not – Shorva – as is too often the case when ordering Chettinad. As ever, some Masala was kept back for the end game.

The aroma had already confirmed the efficacy of this South Indian Curry. The Coconut smokiness complemented the contrasting blend of Spices from the Rice. This was the perfect marriage of Curry and Rice. The Spice Level and Seasoning seemed incidental. With this intensity of Flavour on the palate, each mouthful was a joy.

Curry Leaves were picked out and set aside, eating them does not feel right.

The Tender Lamb exuded quality, however, this may have been the weakest part of the array set before me. Not giving back any more Flavour than its own meatiness, the Lamb was relying on everything else to do the heavy lifting. Apart from the Curry Leaves, no Whole Spices in this creation, no Lamb on-the-bone, so in terms of the experiential parameters of Curry-Heute, not a Desi Curry. Who cares?

Those of us who have enjoyed these magic moments when everything comes together, the synergy, should appreciate what is being described here: that which makes – Curry – a unique food. It’s way more than meat in a Spicy Sauce.

Next time Lamb Bhoona (£9.95), and maybe we’ll discover why this is the most expensive sit-in Curry on offer? That’s unless I have a notion for – Palak.  The all important visit #5 is looming.

The Bill

£13.45

The Aftermath

The phone had been ringing throughout my stay, lots of Orders coming in. My departure was without ceremony.

One hour later, the Cumin Seed, a Desi moment after all.

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Wroclaw – Indieflavours – Mainstream Euro-Curry

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Hector

Unlike two days ago, back in Poznan, today the Hector had a Curry to review. Howard’s place has been taken by James who was last tested at Akbar’s (Glasgow). Wroclaw appears to have a new Curry House on every visit, today’s was the thirteenth venue visited. Whilst the Curry Cafes are closer to the main station, the Indian Restaurants are scatted around the Old Town – Stare Miasto.

Indieflavours (Odranska 18/19 50-113 Wroclaw, Polska) is found to the north-west of the Old Town, metres from an imposing university building which will have to be investigated at another date.

A few steps down from street level, Indieflavours has a contemporary décor. The brick walls are a long way from the flock wallpaper we grew up with. Indieflavours seats around twenty.

The menu proved to be difficult to capture on camera, the varied results are as ever, posted at the foot of this post. With only three Lamb Dishes to choose from and one of them Korma (Zl47), Hector options were then two. Whilst Fish appears in the Starters section, there was no Fish Curry.

Lamb Shank Masala (Zl58) is what brought the Hector to Indieflavours, Lamb served – on-the-bone. Nihari – is what I was hoping for, the given description sounded promising: Slow-cooked Lamb shank infused with aromatic spices, drizzled with robust sauce scented with Nutmeg, Mace, Cinnamon, Bay Leaf.

I like the capitalisations, very much in the Curry-Heute style.

James, whose appetite I should envy, was having a Starter before his customary Butter Chicken (Zl36), or variation thereof.  Chilli Chicken (Zl34) would precede this. People like Chicken.

To accompany, a Butter Naan (Zl11) for Hector, a Garlic & Coriander Naan (Zl13) for James. I was pleased to see a 0.75 bottle of Sparkling Water (Zl15) on offer, rehydration is always a feature of these trips. James ordered a Lemonade (Zl9).

A charming lady was front of house. There was no reaction when I ordered my main course preceded with – Nihari.

I had to bide my time to capture a photo of the interior of Indieflavours. A family group, with a remarkably quiet infant, took their leave. Here was the moment thereafter.

James’ Starter duly arrived.

Chilli Chicken

Given the price, I had warned James  that this could be close to the volume of a main course. There was no surprise when a dozen-plus pieces of Chicken were presented incorporating the Big Onion Blobs and the dreaded Capsicum. Clearly a stir-fry, one wonders why this had not been served on a sizzling platter.

James waded in. It soon became apparent that he was eating the Chicken and Onion, but leaving the Capsicum. That’s my boy.

I don’t like Green Pepper – he informed me.

I assured him, that despite what is written in these pages, I actually do, and eat Capsicum often, but never with the Spices involved in the creation of Indian food. The aftermath is horrible.

I was invited to sample a piece of Chicken, it was as expected. Shrouded in the universally available red Chilli Sauce, the Flavour outcome belonged to that populous land to the east of the Indian Subcontinent. Maybe out of place in a venue which calls itself Indieflavours?

That was good – was James’ final words on his Starter as I took another photo just to prove a point.

The mains arrived without much of a gap.

The Breads were both both needlessly cut into three pieces. Risen, puffy, blistered, quality bread. I would mange two pieces.

After the Breads and Mains were brought, so two bowls of Basmati appeared. I had previously studied the menu for any refreeze of inclusive Rice, the European way. If it was there, it was lost in non-translation. My Rice bowl remained untouched. James managed both Rice and Bread. Oh to be thirty again. Question: if I eat half as much, why am I twice as large?

Butter Chicken

Behold an orange, Soupy Masala featuring a swirl of Cream, then topped with flaked Almonds. With Cashews mentioned in the description, not a Curry for anyone with a Nut allergy. The given description also mentioned – Fenugreek.

Ah, Methi!  Why was there no Methi Gosht?

If this Curry was cooked as per description on the menu, then this could well be as good an interpretation of Butter Chicken as I have encountered. Not that I was about to sample it. The integrity of the Hector palate had to be retained.

James, who one day might graduate towards a more demanding Curry, ate the lot then offered these words:

Soupy, it had some sort of nuts in it. The previous chicken (Chilli) was better. This had no spice.

There’s hope, not a lot.

Lamb Shank Masala

Having seen photos online of the Lamb Shank encrusted with Spice, I had high hopes. My photo shows but a Lamb Shank smothered in the accompanying Masala. This was what  it was, Nihari it wasn’t.

The Masala was the standard Euro Masala encountered throughout the Continent. Creamy, viscous, a step up from the above Dish perhaps.

Tangy – was my first observation in terms of Flavour, well maybe after – Creamy. No real depth of Flavour was my reaction. The Spice was at a decent level, the Seasoning well within acceptable parameters.

Do you like the food? – asked our hostess.

It’s OK – was my fair response.

There was nothing here not to like, so far,  competent Curry.

The Meat was easily removed from the bone with a fork. A knife did then have to be employed to separate some pieces of Lamb into manageable sizes.

Super-Tender Meat, but giving back no Spice at all. Infused with aromatic spices – I was not getting this. That the Lamb Shank had been cooked separately from the Masala was not being denied here, maybe there was just a juxtaposition on the palate?

Monotonous – I found myself considering once more. It’s what one has to accept when having but Meat & Masala. Is the Hector palate moving towards Biryani/Sabzi?

As I reached my fill, so there was a burst of Flavour, from Meat or Masala I shall never know. Cumin – had become quite pronounced. Had I encountered a motherlode of Seeds? A humble start reached a more impressive finish.

The Bill

Zl176 (£35.20) For, in effect, three main courses and sundries, not bad at all.

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was presented to the ever so charming Hostess who asked if I was German. The – Heute – was explained.

She also then appreciated why I had taken the exterior photo on arrival and looked forward to reading my review.

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Poznan – Mata Indian Restaurant – You Couldn’t Make This Up

Posted on June 12, 2025 by Hector

The first time I dined at Mata Indian Restaurant (Wroclawska 25, 61-833 Poznan, Polska), I treated myself to a Vegetable Biryani as an accompaniment to my Curry. Knowing this would lead to the inevitable Euro Mountain of Rice, I can only conclude I was hungry. Today, I managed to persuade Howard to join me at Mata and share the Vegetable Biryani, sold by weight. Dare we go for the larger portion (Zl35)?

Howard was waiting for me in the basement as I entered Mata at 16.15. Mein Host directed me downstairs to join my friend. The lighting seemed better this afternoon, a better atmosphere and no TV to distract. Howard was sitting alone at the far end of the room.

As before, the menu was an A3 laminated sheet.

With five Fish options, this became the focus of my attention. I decided to be brave and go for Andhra Fish (Zl45) with the three Chilli rating. Howard chose the meat equivalent – Andhra Mutton (Zl45).

Note that in Europe, Fish Curry tends to be cheaper than Meat.

As we waited for Mein Host to take our Order, another group of diners took their places behind me. In time, Mein Host appeared at our table.

The Order was relayed, the response unbelievable.

No Fish, no Mutton, only Chicken.

Apparently, the delivery chap hadn’t come. So why not go out and get supplies?

I made it clear that I was not about to order a Chicken Curry. 

No Fish, no Mutton, no Hector.

We left. 

Having chosen to return to Mata was in the belief that this was the best Poznan Curry House found in recent times. There would be no Curry Heute., instead we ate Polish at Wiejskie Jadlo.

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