Glasgow – Chaakoo Bombay Cafe – The Pineapple Thief – O.R.k. – Bombay Bad Boy

Posted on March 21, 2019 by Hector

What a lot to get through, and it’s the Equinox, Hector thus declares the end of winter. Nigel, landlord of Staggs Bar (Musselburgh) was through in Glasgow to join, Marg, Hector, Howard and Steve at St. Luke’s to see The Pineapple Thief featuring Gavin Harrison (ex Porcupine Tree) supported by O.R.k. featuring Colin Edwin (ex Porcupine Tree). Nigel has twice previously joined – The Company – to see Steven Wilson (ex Porcupine Tree). There’s a pattern there, somewhere, if only I could spot it.

There had to be food afore, Chaakoo Bombay Cafe (79 St Vincent St, Glasgow G2 5TF) was the chosen city centre venue, Mags and Yvonne would complete the foursome for Nigel’s second food intake of the day.

Chaakoo is a Tapas Restaurant, having visited twice previously, the better experience was Visit #1 when the Lunchtime Menu was available (Monday – Friday, 12.00 – 16.00). Thursday afternoon felt like an optimum time to visit. Nigel was sitting at the Bar, an unusual sight, when Hector arrived and declined Bier. Nigel was astonished, but Hector would stick to his principles, Water would accompany Hector’s Curry. When Mags and Yvonne arrived, they had other ideas, a Bottle of Wine (£25.95) to be shared by three, would inflate – The Bill – dramatically. Who orders Wine with Curry?

On Visit #1, Hector took the Grill & Curry (£9.95) option with an extra Dish from the Main Menu, a most satisfying plan. Mags saw sense in this, Yvonne would stick to the Grill & Curry, Nigel, well, he had his own plan.

For Hector: Tandoori Spiced Wings, Rogan Josh, Jeera Rice plus Lamb Saagwalla (£6.95). Yvonne: Tulsi Chicken Tikka, Chicken Madras, Jeera Rice and a Naan (£1.95). Yvonne declared that her Rice would be up for grabs, this was duly noted. Mags: Tandoori Spiced Wings, Garlic Chilli Chicken, Jeera Rice plus Bombay Potatoes (£3.95). Mags have a Curry without Potatoes? No chance. Nigel chose from the Menu: Masahari (£4.95) which is Chicken Pakora for the uninitiated, Garlic Lamb Bhuna (£6.95) plus a Naan. He knew he could go back for more, maybe he already knew something Hector didn’t.

The Waiter took the Order and checked that some of us had been to Chaakoo before. Craig and Yvonne have been twice in recent weeks, it is a venue which serve food to their liking.  However, Yvonne knows that Hector is more discerning and prefers the full on Desi/Apna-style Dishes. The food would all arrive simultaneously, why Chaakoo persist with this remains a mystery, something has to get cold.

The Order arrived faster than I could believe, Yvonne was pleased with this having not been impressed by the very long wait to feed thirteen of us at Karahi Palace – Visit #100 – a couple of weeks ago. One venue has – The Big Curry Pot – the other prepares to order. It’s all a matter of preference.

The plates from which we ate were side-plate sized, eating more than one Tapas at a time was nigh impossible. I decided to abandon the Tandoori Spiced Wings, Chicken I do not mind eating – cold. I decanted my Rice, I could have eked it out for both Curry portions, however, we had a surplus on the table.

Rogan Josh

Six impressively large pieces of Lamb were decanted, I have experienced less in a so-called full sized portion at too many a venue. The Masala was Blended, Abundant. The Menu description mentions – Peppers – but experience has taught Hector that at Chaakoo, these are well cooked in, invisible, therefore acceptable. This was classic Mainstream Curry.

The Kick hit the back of the throat immediately, this Curry was far from Bland. The Seasoning was well below what I hoped for. On Visit #1 to Chaakoo, I congratulated Chef Manou on his bravery, the Curry that day was so well Seasoned. The Meat was decidedly – Soft, I am always impressed when Chefs are able to get their Lamb towards the edge of turning to pulp as sadly was the Beef Stew I presented to Marg on Sunday. This Rogan Josh was pleasant, enjoyable.

Lamb Saagwalla

Dr. Stan had this on Visit #1 and was impressed. I was taken by the hint of Spinach rather than the – total Herb, where’s the Masala? – which has featured in recent weeks on Curry-Heute as served at Karahi Palace.

Yvonne’s Rice was put to good use here. It was difficult to tell if the encountered Cloves and Cardamom had come from the Rice or the Curry, whichever, the Cumin Seeds also added to the overall experience. Again, there were six large pieces of Lamb. As seen previously, the Masala was invitingly Dark and Rich in appearance. The Meat in the Saagwalla was even softer than the Rogan Josh, remarkable. The oft feared – Bitterness – was not present, however, this was only a little more than Competent Curry. Karahi Palace and Yadgar are quite simply in another league.

Tandoori Spiced Wings

Four Wings covered in a Chilli Sauce. Yes, they were pretty much – cold – by the time I reached for them. I had already heard from across the table that they were indeed – Spicy. Mags was happy to share her portion with Nigel who was keen to hoover up anything approaching – left over. Nigel kept eyeing my Wings, no chance, Hector share? Aye right. Had I eaten these first, the impact would have more favourable, but who wants to eat cold Curry and Rice? Why serve everything simultaneously?

Tulsi Chicken Tikka

Yvonne received two pieces of Chicken, on Visit #1, Hector received three.

Chicken Madras

I was worried that I may get all of the different Curry Dishes mixed up given the similarity of the Masala. Those who like Chicken Curry enjoy Chicken Curry.

Yvonne: Delicious and very good service.

I failed to take a photo of the Naan, so the Reader can take my word that it was Peely Wally and Thin.

Garlic Chilli Chicken

I could see very little difference between this and the Chicken Madras.

Bombay Potato

Now we’re talking. The Potatoes were shrouded in a decent looking Thick Masala with Mustard/Onions Seeds visible. Mags had chosen well, a Vegetable Dish and a Meat Dish as Hector had done on Visit #1. This was a better choice than Hector’s Daal Makhani on that day.

This was Mags’ first visit to Chaakoo: Lots better than I was expecting. Spicy Chicken Wings, and as for the Potatoes, bloody marvellous.

Masahari

Crispy fried Chicken Pakora – says the Menu. This looked like a very decent portion for the money charged. Again, I have witnessed measly portions for more.

Garlic Lamb Bhuna

Topped with Caramelised Onions, in a Dark Masala, this could well have been the best Curry choice of the day. The Masala here was significantly different than three of the four Dishes above. I could see myself back here soon to try this Curry with the Bombay Potatoes as backup.

Nigel used the Masala as a Dip for his Pakora. He was in raptures from the start and was finished long before anyone else. He should have ordered more, but I didn’t know Nigel would require – Dinner at 19.00 – as is his daily ritual.

Nigel: That was brilliant, outstanding.

This he repeated quite a few times whilst still at Chaakoo and many more times as the day progressed. He will be coming back here on his next visit to Glasgow. I bet he adopts the Hector Model for ordering that day.

The Bill

£82.50   For lunch? Scandalous! As is written above, Hector stuck to the Water.

The Aftermath

And so we departed to rendezvous with some more of – The Company – at the State Bar and watch Scotland v Kazakhstan. Ffs!

Marg phoned just before 19.00, she was already at St. Luke’s. Nigel was hungry.

St. Luke’s & The Winged Ox – to give the venue its full title. Many chose to wait outside until the doors opened to the main room just after the official 19.00. Nigel asked about food. Apparently it had to be pre-ordered. Whilst the rest of us had Music in mind, Nigel managed to arrange a Pizza to be served during the support band. I like St. Luke’s, so much better than the BAad venue across the way. Information was clear, when the support act would perform, who they were, and when the main act would take to the stage. All was well until @1920 when the thud of Colin Edwin’s Bass caused the connecting door to vibrate. O.R.k. were onstage, early.

O.R.k.

I have seen Colin Edwin many times with Porcupine Tree, a tidy Bass player, never flamboyant, perhaps that’s why Steven Wilson dropped him when he went solo? The Drums were set up stage left which is where Marg and Hector found themselves, three rows of heads in front of us. On the far side of the stage, the youngest member, and one of the two Italians onstage: Lorenzo Esposito Fornasari – LEF – for convenience, was playing a keyboard and singing. I could barely make out a word, not that this bothers me, lyrics to me are fillers between the instrumental breaks. There are vocalists one immediately take to, Paul Manzi (Arena, Cats in Space) sets the standard presently. LEF simply did not have it.

The Drummer spoke, after the silence from stage last week at Tangerine Dream, and I still don’t know who supported, this was almost a treat. The accent gave it away, Pat Mastelotto is from Texas. The Band’s website says he is the Drummer in King Crimson, what happened to Bill Bruford? On Guitar and occasional almost grunge-like vocals was Marta Sui Tubi‘s Carmelo Pipitone. I have many a CD by Italian Prog Bands, Marta Sui Tubi is a new act to me.

O.R.k. Played well, LEF’s vocals were clearer when he took centre stage and abandoned the keyboard. The first pieces played were from older albums, the quality of music appeared to improve as the set progressed. Much of what we were then listening to was from the latest album – Ramagehead. This may be worthy of further investigation.

The photos are poor, the lighting was either too red or too blue to capture anything decent. It was good to hear Colin Edwin finally speak onstage, his expected Australian accent may have been tempered by living/working in the UK for so long. It was also good to hear the response from the audience when he did address us. It’s a Porcupine Tree thing.

The Pineapple Thief

My first encounter with Adrian – Bruce – Soord was back in 1995. In the dark ages before t’Internet, Malcolm Parker’s mail order company and his own Cyclops record label was – the – reliable source for Progressive Rock. Vulgar Unicorn featured the artist who would go on to found The Pineapple Thief, I must give their – Under the Umbrella –  another play. The first The Pineapple Thief album in 1999 was called Abducting the Unicorn. A couple of years ago, Nigel started to rave about The Pineapple Thief, their third album Variations on a Dream (2002) he still holds in the highest regard. Try getting a hold of that album at a sensible price. Hector joined the party once more by purchasing the 2012 release – all the wars – which remained largely unplayed. Last year’s release – Dissolution – featured Gavin Harrison who indirectly replaced his namesake – Keith. Interest was restored, Nigel was up for it, tickets were purchased, and it was not a Steven Wilson gig.

Barclay James Harvest were self deprecating enough to record the track – Poor Man’s Moody Blues. Listening to The Pineapple Thief, I wonder how many agree that Bruce Soord has been living in the shadow of Steven Wilson? Porcupine Tree, Pineapple Thief, the songs often have the same level of emotion, SW does compose more complex arrangements. Steve Kitch (Keyboards) has been aboard for over a decade, after tonight’s gig I was left feeling that he hadn’t done enough. I wonder what would happen if Richard Barbieri (ex Porcupine Tree) joined The Pineapple Thief?

The band took to the stage exactly at the advertised time – 20.40, the curfew was at 22.20. Thirteen songs were performed up to 22.00, the encore featured three more. A Roadie was pointing to his watch as the final song commenced, but, hey, this is Glasgow. When we like a Band, we let them know it, they respond.

As expected, the latest album – Dissolution – featured prominently: Far Below, Not Naming any Names, Shed a Light, Threatening War, Try as I Might, Uncovering Your Tracks and White Mist. I should have purchased the previous 2016 album – Your Wilderness – from which In Exile, No Man’s Land, That Shore and The Final Thing on My Mind were performed. With nothing from – all the wars – it was very much a case of take on board the unfamiliar and wish I had more thoroughly learned all of Dissolution.

The lack of strong themes, if there is weakness to TPT’s music it is that the well crafted songs tend towards a Guitar climax. Bruce Soord is a more than able guitarist, though George Marios, a hired hand?, was often given the opperchancity to shine. Marios’ solos on Fender-style guitars were too clean. When he played other machines the sound was much more – distorted, way better. Marg was hearing and seeing The Pineapple Thief for the first time today. She shared my observation that John Sykes on Bass was truly remarkable on vocals. What LEF lacked, he had in abundance. This meant that Bruce Soord on Lead Vocals, his compositions, was more than ably supported. The weakness was the Keyboards, too little, not until the encore did Steve Kitch get a chance to shine. Hector likes swathing keyboards, grand orchestral sounds a la Anathema, Pallas, Moria Falls…there’s a blast from the past.

Of the songs unheard by Hector until this evening, the show stopper was Nothing at Best from Someone Here is Missing (2010), plus the one track from Magnolia (2014) – Alone at Sea. For Nigel, there was one track played from Variations on a Dream – Part Zero.

They just got on with it – remarked Marg on the drive home.

Nay banter. Some bands do, some don’t, but those who do not even introduce themselves… I will have to purchase more albums by The Pineapple Thief.

Steve, yes he was here too, left early for his train. Nigel and Howard loved the gig.

There’s more!

Last week after Tangerine Dream I spotted what I took to be a Kebap Shop on Gallowgate. The signage rotated, tonight I saw the words – Bombay Bad Boy (279 Gallowgate, Glasgow G4 0RU), this could only mean Curry. Nigel was hungry, again. In we went, Nigel for a Kebap, Hector to investigate. There is a shelf to sit at whilst eating one’s Curry in what is clearly a Takeaway. Open at 15.30, and yes I can eat in, this was enough to entice me back. Staff Curry Section – Lamb Curry on-the-bone (£7.95) was not actually available tonight. I shall phone them next week.

Nigel: This will probably be my best Thursday of the year.

Hector: Pity it’s not a Tuesday.

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Glasgow – Tangerine Dream @BAad – Karahi Palace #101

Posted on March 16, 2019 by Hector

Tangerine Dream are touring again in 2019 and the only UK venues appear to have been the Barbican (London) and BAad (Glasgow) where they performed last night. Hector and Marg were there. Hector first saw Tangerine Dream at the Kelvin Hall (Glasgow) back in 1974,

one month after seeing CAN at Glasgow’s City Hall where TD also performed the following year. This Glasgow venue was a new one for Hector, online photos showed a hangar like auditorium sometimes with occasional chairs in situ. The venue was contacted, surely no one expects an audience, particularly of a certain age as Tangerine Dream fans must all be by now, to stand? Standing was confirmed though the suggestion of – a few chairs – and – come early – was mooted.

Marg and Hector arrived at 18.30 to find a crowd of weans queued around the adjacent block housing Barrowlands, not our queue obviously. People were inside BAad already, a restaurant in full swing. We were let in from the cold at the promised 19.00 and managed to find one space on a pew of four. A chap was on stage adjusting wiring at a table centre stage. A young lady stood beside him, a screen showed kaleidoscopic projections, sounds were accompanying.

Doris (?) stood for the next seventy five minutes occasionally addressing a switch or two, watching the projections, smiling occasionally, looking pleased with herself. Who was this? Were we to assume these were her compositions? As the set progressed so the sounds became more Tangerine Dream-like, the sounds of TD in the 1980s, crazy.

In the interval there was quite a bit of chatter with my neighbours. Hector was wearing a Klaus Schulze t-shirt, which surrounding stalwarts recognised the significance of. Edgar Froese, co-founder of Tangerine Dream with Klaus Schulze in 1967, was ever-present until his passing in 2015, Jerome Froese, Edgar’s son, joined in 1990. I must have seen Tangerine Dream in that era. Jerome Froese left in 2006. I was informed that Jerome Froese subsequently joined up with Johannes Schmoelling of the 1980s TD line up, and they have released material as – Loom. The current line-up for Tangerine Dream therefore has no original members, the words – Tribute Act – came to mind. Thorsten Quaeschning joined Tangerine Dream in 2005, Edgar Froese essentially bequeathed him the band. Violinist, Hoshiko Yamane, joined in 2011 with Ulrich Schnauss becoming part of the 2015 release Quantum Key / Quantum Gate.

At 20.30 last night, what is now Tangerine Dream, took to the stage. The familiar Betrayal (Sorcerer, 1997) kicked things off. Love on a Real Train (Dream Sequence, 1985) and Horizon Parts 1 and 2 (Horizon, 2014) followed on. Some of the lead Violin work was moving to say the least, the Sequencers hit Bass notes that no stringed instrument could ever create. The – TD Sound – was there, loud at times, quiet at others. Why was the chatter of surrounding chaps drowning out the music? How much Bier do people have to drink during a concert? Had we all been seated then due reverence would have been paid.

Marg and Hector were perched on a shelf at the top of the pew which was thankfully well supported by a pillar. People chose to stand behind us at the Bar rather than try to get in to the very full standing area. The Restaurant was still knocking out meals, the aroma of garlic alternated with what smelled like burnt toast. There was a mezzanine above us, I had asked if there were chairs up there. A chap at the foot of the stairs said he was only to let people upstairs who had a wristband.

How do I get a wristband?   –    I don’t know.

Were people actually having dinner throughout this show? We were happy to have our perch, though bums were becoming uncomfortably numb. I do not get – BAad.

Thorsten Quaeschning looked quite pleased with himself throughout the gig and gave regular smiles to those directly in front of him. His head would gently rock from side to side in an approving manner, he looked happy to see the turnout in Glasgow. Ulrich Schnauss had his back to the audience for most of the show. His table had an array of electronics with one keyboard which permitted a side on view from the audience. For me, the best moments were when Hoshiko Yamane was in full flow. Her lead lines matched the sounds of Tangerine Dream tracks and were reminiscent of Bernard Xolotl’s – Procession – album and the work of Anna Phoebe of AVA who supported Anathema in Glasgow last year.

At 21.20 Paul Frick of – Brandt Brauer Frick – joined the band onstage. He played the lead piano part on Ricochet Part 2 (Ricochet, 1975), at last something I recognised. Stratosfear (Stratosfear, 1975) followed on, again from my era. The rest of the set featured extended version of tracks from Quantum Gate / Quantum Key: It Is Time to Leave When Everyone Is Dancing – may hold a special irony. Tangerine Dream were the pioneers in Electronica, not Dance Music which IMHO destroyed the genre.

At 22.30 the final piece began – Identity Proven Matrix. Marg was firmly sat on the seat of the pew, knackered. By 23.00 Hector was desperate to depart, it was 23.15 when Tangerine Dream called it a night. Self indulgence – would have been an understatement for the last hour. Some of the latter music did have its moments, especially when the Violin featured.

With UFO and Hawkwind both doing fifty year anniversary gigs in Glasgow this year, there is a feeling that this may well be the last time to see such acts. Hector has tickets for quite a few bands in the coming weeks. As usual, Curry should be part of the night out unless someone thinks they have a veto. Who would dare?

Curry-Heute

A Saturday afternoon in Glasgow, Das Ritual Curry-Heute. John, who missed last Saturday’s extravaganza, contacted me en route to Karahi Palace (51 – 53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) saying that he wished he knew I was going. If Hector is in Glasgow on a Saturday there shall be Curry @15.00, whoever wishes to join me is welcome to do so, just ask.

Last Saturday, Karahi Palace excelled themselves which was fitting for Visit #100. Archie had his favoured Palak Gosht which I couldn’t wait to sample in full, therefore today’s venue and choice of Curry was a no-brainer.

Arriving at 15.00, Qaiser was there to greet, I was able to take one of the two optimum tables on the ground floor seating area.

Is Palak Gosht (£6.50) available? – Qaiser confirmed this was possible. A Paratha (£1.80) would complete the Order. A Paratha for a change.

Chef Rashid and Chef #3 were on duty, I assume it was Rashid who did the honours. Meanwhile, Catch Phrase was on TV, how the graphics have improved since the early days, though participation was limited due to the widescreen TV not being set up correctly. A young boy brought an initially appreciated Jug of Tap Water. Why could I taste – Bleach – in the Water?

Qaiser brought the Curry and Bread, as always at Karahi Palace, a Feast fit for a Hector.

Palak Gosht

No Ginger Strips today, simply an abundance of Fresh Coriander and slices of large Green Chillies. The Masala was pretty much non-existent, just a coating of Herbs on the Meat. The Oil had already collected at the base of the bowl. Hector was eating his Curry from a bowl once more.

The first intake of Meat with Chillies instigated a – Wow! This was another Magnificent creation. Archie had let us have a Soupçon last Saturday, the Bitterness which tends to put me off this Dish was simply missing. This was a very Smooth, Herb-rich Curry. The Meat, the largest pieces I have seen this week, was of the highest Quality, so Soft, Tender. Brilliant, and I have eaten Quality Lamb this week in both Manchester (Kabana) and Bradford (Sarina’s).

The Paratha had all the classic signs of authenticity: Layering, Flakiness and the Swirl. I would manage all but a tenth, I must have been hungry.

The Spice Level in the Palak Gosht was manageable, especially after the self-inflicted woes at Kabana on Thursday. The Seasoning was exactly as Hector seeks, near the top end of the scale. Archie said last week that this was the best Palak Gosht he had ever experienced, I have to agree. However, I did find it heavy going towards the bottom of the bowl. I still miss the Kofta Palak as served once upon a time at Cafe Salma. Karahi Palace have Kofta Saag (£6.50) on the Menu, I must ask for this, but not next visit, then it will be back to – The Usual.

The Bill

£8.70 Much more amenable without the indulgence of Lamb Chops.

The Aftermath

I thanked both Qaiser and Chef Rashid for their outstanding Fayre for Karahi Palace #100 last Saturday. Qaiser was amused that they did not have enough karahi for our individual orders. As he said, normally people in a group would order by the Kilo, and so they would use their large karahi. Hector had other ideas.

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Manchester – Kabana – I Think I Overdid The Chillies

Posted on March 14, 2019 by Hector

At the end of January, Hector managed to forgo Curry at Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England), order was restored today. There was an 11.30 rendezvous for those who were interested. Mags appeared at Hector’s back, Dr. Stan was a few minutes later. The plan was to eat early and avoid the lunchtime rush.

For once, Rizwan was not behind the counter, two of his colleagues acknowledged me as I took my place in the queue. A customer who had just been served also said hello, he was there on my last visit. The Rice kettle was topped up with Rice reheated in the microwave as I reached the front of the queue. I asked for my favoured Karahi Lamb on-the-bone with Rice. The Chap serving took a bowl and filled it up, carefully selecting pieces of Meat both Boneless and on-the-bone. In a departure from the norm, I decided to cover the hefty plate of Rice with the foliage. Help yourself, I love this.  A Naan was placed on the counter.  Was this for me?  I had to decline, Rice or Bread.

Karahi Lamb

Mags was behind me and ordered the same. Dr. Stan squeezed himself into the restricted space that is the tables at Kabana, he had Rice and Three.

Rice and Three: Karahi Lamb, Keema Peas and Potato, Channa

In recent visits to Kabana I have congratulated Rizwan on the Quality of his Lamb, today’s continued this purple patch. There was a lot of Meat here, no skimping on the portions. The Oily Masala looked so – Rich – usually I don’t get to see this so clearly as Rizwan serves the Karahi on top of the Rice and so the Masala is absorbed in an instant.

The Rice was Hot, the Curry could have been hotter. Rizwan usually gives the Karahi a quick blast then brings it over. Given my slower pace of eating, the end would be cooler than I prefer. The Ginger added crunch, the Coriander more Flavour, and the Chillies, how many Chillies? I think I overdid the Chillies. I was showing myself no mercy, I took them, I ate them. As a result I lost the pleasure of the Flavours from the Masala, I was left with a Big Spice Hit. What a silly old Hector.

Whilst we ate, the customer referred to earlier came over to chat. He told me that as well as him reading Curry-Heute, Yadgar Cafe across the way has improved markedly in recent times. It is three years since Hector tried the Rice and Three over there. Apparently their Fish Curry is so popular it sells out within the first half hour of business. At least I now know they open at noon.

The Bill

£6.50 Mags had left before me, this is what she paid.

The Aftermath

Rizwan appeared as I made my way to the exit. I handed him the payment. Pleasantries were exchanged, until next time.

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Bradford (Queensbury) – Sarina’s – Curry & Cuddles

Posted on March 13, 2019 by Hector

Craig turned sixty on Sunday, he decided to have his Big Birthday Bash today at The Market Tavern, Brighouse. The joy of retirement, one can hold such events midweek. Brighouse provided an Opperchancity to visit Sarina’s (25 High St., Queensbury, Bradford BD13 2PE). Sarina’s opened today after a two week break, Hector had contacted Dawn, Mein Host, to give the required advance warning for the preparation of Lamb Handi, the Dish which has become Hector’s favourite Bradford Curry. Large portions for five were arranged for 12.15, with Aloo added to Mags’ Curry. Hector very nearly didn’t make this rendezvous thanks to – the sunlit vision of hell – that is Platform 14 at Manchester Piccadilly. Why was Hector even at Piccadilly? An over-reliance on both Google Maps and the Scotrail App! The 11.58 left Victoria two minutes late which enabled Hector to join Howard, Dr. Stan and Mags on the train to Halifax.

Lord Clive of Crawley chose to stay two nights in Huddersfield to facilitate today’s main event. We picked Clive up at Halifax train station then took Bus 576 up to Queensbury arriving at 12.14, perfect. Lorraine was front of house and gave the usual warm greeting to us all. Clive was introduced, his first visit to Sarina’s. Lorraine asked why Marg was not here today … something to do with work. Dawn came out from the kitchen, the ritual hugs continued. A table had been added to our usual one, Hector took up his usual spot.

Lorraine verified that we were all – going large. Medium Spice, with a Kick was agreed upon by all. Starters were mooted, it was a bit early in the day but Hector was not going to watch everyone else have Shami Kebab. Five Chapattis completed the Order.

Shami Kebab

The portion was three apiece, it used to be two. Bowls of Raita and Desi Sauce accompanied, the latter is excellent and bears a strong resemblance to the Sauce for Pakora in Hector’s Recipes which is Capsicum based. The Shami had a modest Kick and gave off a very Meaty Taste, Umami. Knowing what was following, Mags gave her third Kebab to Clive who was already enjoying his first visit. Four Shami Kebabs, disgraceful!

Lamb Handi

It looks like a Lamb Stew, the Masala is copious and approaches Shorva. This Curry is a major departure from that which is typically sought in Hector’s favoured Bradford Curry Houses. The Chapattis at Sarina’s are small, people would normally order more than one each, however, who wants to fill up on Bread and spoil the joy that is eating Sarina’s Lamb Handi?

Dawn came out with a frying pan to serve Mags, her bowl filled with Meat and Potatoes, an extra couple of pieces came Hector’s way. We would not be leaving here feeling hungry.

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Lamb Handi Aloo

This was a much drier Curry than the Chaps had been given. Mags could see that hers had appreciably less Masala and correspondingly less Oil.

Cloves! This was the first powerful Flavour to be recognised. One could easily overdo Cloves, this was judged to perfection. The Masala was Dark, traces of pulped Meat gave it a Thickness. I could see many Seeds, Tomatoes certainly, what else, Dawn’s secret. The Lamb was on-the-bone, it had to be. The Seasoning was – brave. This level of intense Flavour could not be created otherwise. The Meat and Masala most certainly worked in harmony, Magnificent. Ribs were present, Howard and Hector each had a Lamb Chop, we both retained these to the end. The Meat was soft yet still required appreciable chewing, Hector took his time, this was most certainly a Curry to savour.

Clive was finished first:

Not bad at all – was his understatement.

Mags: It’s up there. I love the spicing, really enjoyed it. I might come back – she jested

Even Dr. Stan had a few words:

Spicy, just excellent. Very filling.

Howard:

The first hit is the Lamb, I can’t remember anywhere else where the Lamb is so flavourful. The second hit is the sauce which has so much depth. The combination of the two is a fabulous eating experience.

The Bill

£66.75   We were stuffed, mission accomplished.

The Aftermath

Dawn told us that she was in early this morning to prepare our Curry. We all expressed our appreciation, hugs all round, again.

Curry and cuddles – remarked Clive once we were outside – this is the only place I have been where I’ve had cuddles on the way in and the way out.

And so to Brighouse. The Rickmeister had suggested we visit Royal Delhi which has recently been awarded the accolade of – 5 Star Indian Restaurant of the Year North. North? That’ll be England then. Who wins Awards?

What’s that, Sooty? There was no more Curry eaten today.

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Manchester – Lahori Badsha – Open Sesame

Posted on March 12, 2019 by Hector

A two day trip to Manchester, there should be at least four Curry Opperchancities, five if The Man from Bradford gets his act together. Normally on arriving in Manchester it’s straight to Kabana, however, having investigated the cluster of Curry Houses on Cheetham Hill Road, in January, today’s #1 choice was Lahori Badsha (140 Cheetham Hill Rd, Manchester, England M8 8PZ).

Today’s Curry had to be markedly different from the Hector norm, nothing was going to particularly impress after the magnificence which was the Karahi Gosht served on Visit #100 to Karahi Palace (Glasgow). Arriving at Lahori Badsha at 11.50 the door was locked, yet Sources have this Curry House opening at 11.00. The staff were inside, a chap came to unlock the door, maybe they had forgotten to do so earlier? There was no sign of Zak, Mein Host, the Chap I failed to communicate with on Visit #1 was there to serve once again.

What can I have in Lamb? – I asked.

Lamb Curry, Chicken Curry – he replied, I interrupted:

Lamb!

He pointed to some Lamb Dishes on the Menu, this was already a more extensive array than that offered on Visit #1.

Daal Gosht (£4.99) would suit my purposes today, some Meat and a swathe of Lentils is substantially remote from Karahi Gosht. A Rogni Kulcha Naan (£1.00) would accompany, I appear to only order these when in Manchester.

The Order was taken, a Modest Salad and some Raita were brought to the table with a jug of Tap Water. The Water was very much welcomed, the Salad and Raita remained untouched. The TV was on behind me, there was a constant high pitched drone, it was prepubescent boy reading from the Quran. In some fifty five years of visiting the Middle East and North Africa, I have very much become used to – the call to prayer – and find myself warming to the chants from the minaret. Nobody was paying attention to the TV, and on it went, for whose benefit was this?.

Daal Gosht

Slices of large Green Chillies and a threat of Fresh Coriander topped a mass of Lentils, or yellow Split Peas. This was unlike any Daal I have ever seen and nothing like the Dhansak I may have been anticipating. Where was the Meat? I found three large pieces of Lamb on-the-bone plus a bone alone, the Meat would have to be eked out.

Tearing a strip off the thankfully whole Naan, I scooped up some of the Daal, the Spice hit the palate immediately, this was not as tame a Curry as it appeared. The Naan impressed, Kulcha can be too biscuit-like, this was suitably Soft except around the edges. I always wonder what the perforations are for, and why the Sesame Seeds?

There was no sense of Spice from the Meat, though the distinctive Flavour of Lamb did come across. That there was so little Meat in comparison to my usual binges did not bother. This was the – something different – I sought and means that I have covered more of the Lahori Badsha Menu. Next time it will be back to their excellent Lamb Curry.

The Bill

£5.00 The Lunch Deal means that the price of the Bread was inclusive.

The Aftermath

I asked the Chap about Zak, we were now communicating better than ever before. I wish Zak a speedy recovery.

And so to the usual Manchester ritual, delhi2go will be calling Hector later tonight.

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Manchester – delhi2go – Gelsenkirchen

Posted on March 12, 2019 by Hector

Hector found himself at delhi2go (119 Oldham St., Manchester M4 1LN England) earlier than expected. With Schalke 04 in town the Crown and Kettle closed early to avoid trade, crazy. The presence of German Football Fans also inflated the price of accommodation. Instead of the usual Ancoats Travelodge, Hector finds himself staying at the Portland St. – Premier Inn, a bit of a hike from the Northern Quarter where we always end up.

Entering dehi2go, I was surprised to find both Mian and Mohamed behind the counter. There was no sign of Chef Shahid, I asked who was in the kitchen, nobody I knew. If Chef Shahid has gone, this could be a major loss to this establishment. Like his namesake in Glasgow’s Karahi Palace, he has produced some Wonderful Curry in the last couple of years.

I asked for the best – Aloo Gosht – they could possibly prepare, accompanied by the obligatory delhi2go Paratha (£1.70). Aloo Gosht is not on the Menu, I was not asking for any particular style of Curry as the Menu invites, nor did I ask for – Apna-style.

A few Takeaway customers passed through, Kebabs and Burgers, Hector sat alone. One customer asked about using the facilities and was, as ever, directed to the pub next door. It is about time this matter was addressed at delhi2go, how do they get away with it? What do the staff do?

The Curry arrived, it looked decent.

Aloo Gosht

The Toppings Trinity were present, copious Fresh Coriander, Ginger Strips and sliced large Green Chillies. The Minimal Masala looked quite Oily. The Paratha was decidedly – large – and had the required Layering but was not as Flaky as I have enjoyed here in the past. Still, I found myself eating way more of it than I usually manage.

From the first dip of Paratha into the Masala I knew that no prisoners were being taken here. The Spice Level was fierce, the Chillies adding even more of a Kick. There was a complete lack of Seasoning, as a result the distinctive delhi2go Flavours were not present, a disappointment. The Meat looked well cooked, had sufficient cohesion, still quite a bit of chewing was required. This was a great improvement in terms of Texture from the horror show presented here in early January. However, the Lamb had no sense of belonging in this Curry, how long had the Meat been in the company of the Masala? The Potatoes were perfectly cooked and perhaps saved the day. I could have done without the Big Blobs of Onion. This was an – OK – Curry, far from the Quality I have previously enjoyed here.

The Bill

£8.90 Having studied the Menu I was left to wonder how an Aloo Gosht could be £7.20 and not at least 30p more.

The Aftermath

I had to tell Mian that this evening the Curry was OK, nothing Special. I asked after Chef Shahid:

He left at eleven o’clock tonight.

How can delhi2go be open to 02.00 midweek without their Chef? On asking Mohamed the answer suggested that Chef Shahid had gone, as in gone. I sincerely hope this is not the case, if anyone can shed more light on this, please do so.

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Glasgow – Karahi Palace – 100 Reviews on Curry-Heute!

Posted on March 9, 2019 by Hector

The 100th Review of

Karahi Palace

People often ask Hector – What is the best Curry House in Glasgow? The answer is most certainly a matter of personal taste, however, one thing is certain, Karahi Palace (51 – 53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) has to be one of them. Today, – The Company – of thirteen assembled at Curry o’clock to celebrate the hundredth review of Karahi Palace on Curry-Heute.com.

Hector originally conceived today as featuring a select group of about six sitting at the usual downstairs tables, people had other ideas. Curryspondent Archie was first to claim a spot when we celebrated Yadgar #100 twelve months ago. As the day approached so the others expressed their interest, in the end I didn’t have to invite anyone. Today we were eight Chaps and five Chapattis, Michael and Eleanor were debutants.

I contacted Qaiser on a Social Medium a couple of weeks back to firstly check that they would serve such a group a la carte, and give advance warning that there would be a significant demand for Lamb Chops (£5.90) and Karahi Lamb (£7.90). Karahi Palace has an upstairs Restaurant which is decidedly underused. They do cater for Group Bookings and serve Buffet, but a la carte? It would not be the first time that Hector has arrived at Karahi Palace to be told – No Lamb, just Lamb Chops. Work that one out. Today would be a challenge for the staff, Karahi Palace remains primarily a Takeaway.

Alan, Tracy and Hector entered precisely at 15.00 to find Archie, Howard and Michael waiting at the draughty table in front of the counter. Qaiser was wearing an apron, there was no sign of Chef Rashid:

You’re not cooking for us today? – I asked, Qaiser nodded – then we’re off. Chef Rashid popped his head out from the back room where who knows what occurs. Six of us went upstairs and sat at the large table which we have not occupied for many years, there were signs of a recent paint job. The garish colour scheme has been covered up. As the rest arrived so we realised that we needed to sit along the back wall. Qaiser came to take the Order at 15.20, Hector had managed to record about half of it by this time.

Lamb Chops, a portion of four, for Hector, Mags, Tracy, Howard, Michael, Alan, just the six of us? Perhaps Steve still had our visit last week to Novomestsky Pivovar (Praha) in mind when he opted for Large Chicken Wings (£5.90). Eleanor took advice regarding alternatives, Chapli Kebab (£3.50) was her choice. Archie surprised us with Chicken Tikka Puri (£3.95). Craig and Yvonne would share a Seekh Kebab Chicken (£3.00), whilst Dr. Stan would command the full portion. Tracey passed.

The Karahi Gosht at Karahi Palace is simply sublime, the associated page on Curry-Heute is proof that over the one hundred visits, Hector has tried a fair bit of the Menu, however, Karahi Gosht is their Signature Dish – IMHO. When Qaiser reached Hector, he already knew what would be asked for, Dr. Stan, Eleanor, Yvonne, Alan, Michael, Howard and Steve joined this particular party. Mags would have her usual Aloo Gosht (£6.90) which she is pleased to see finally in the current print of the Menu. Archie once again surprised by going for Palak Gosht (£6.90). Tracey declared her interest in Kofta Chana (£6.50), whilst Tracy who will devour Lamb Chops, but will not contemplate a Lamb Curry, was certain that Chicken Tikka Karahi (£7.50) would satisfy her needs. This left Craig who famously asked for  Lamb Balti at the Royal Bengal (Praha) with as little Spice as possible, and was presented with little more than a Lamb Stew. Chicken Tikka Jaipur (£7.90) with Rice (£1.80), at least this time he was guaranteed a Curry, unlike at Himalaya’s Kashmir (Roma) when he ordered Tandoori Chicken with Rice and wondered why there was no Sauce.

So, just the one portion of Rice. Mags asked for a Paratha (£1.80) and Steve a Garlic and Coriander Naan (£2.80). A Chapati (£0.70) each for the rest of us. I wondered if Karahi Palace could produce ten Chapattis, a Naan and a Paratha simultaneously without degradation.

We sat, the sense of anticipation building. A half hour after taking the Order, the door opened, Qaiser appeared with two plates piled high with Poppadoms and two bowls of Spiced Onions, Complimentary, of course! I passed on the Poppadoms, without Cumin Seeds as served in Europe, they do little for me. However, I had to sample the Spiced Onions. Alan was first within earshot to remark on the splendour of the Onions, the freshness impressed him. Both Archie and Tracy commented on the Spice Level. The Spiced Onions were clearly above average.

It was 16.15 when Qaiser next appeared, the Starters were ready. This would not be the Lamb Chop frenzy that Hector had anticipated, still there were six portions on the table with two left over. The extras were withdrawn. For a moment Hector thought a bonus Lamb Chop was coming his way, at least the four provided were all for me. Marg is in Aberdoom today.

The Lamb Chops had been well marinaded, the thick coating impressed. The Chops had been suitably cremated, cooked through, Succulent, I could hear ripples of pleasure around the table. A wedge of Lemon would have made them absolutely perfect.

The Seekh Kebabs were consumed far to my left, Dr. Stan loves a Seekh Kebab. there were no complaints. Sitting opposite, Archie tackled his Chicken Tikka Puri. A fried Chapatti – is how Archie described his Puri to those who had not previously encountered this. How he could eat all that Bread before his Main Course baffled, though Archie did say he had only asked for one Chapatti when normally he would order two.

Pretty good, spicy, tangy – was his take on the Chicken Tikka Puri.

The pair of Chapli Kebabs were eaten with the delicacy that one associates with Eleanor. I suppose Craig and Yvonne were also using utensils, the rest of us ate properly, with fingers! Steve informed us that he had six pieces of Chicken in his – Large – portion. They were suitably Spiced and also properly cremated, a departure from the ritual Chicken Wings at Novomestsky Pivovar.

As good as Praha? – I asked.

Better, proper Tandoori Wings.

The pile of Bones was assembled at the end of the table to my right, there they would remain for the duration. The Reader must appreciate that in addition to dealing with our Order, downstairs, the Chaps were still catering for a normal Saturday afternoon. There would be Diners and a continuous stream of Takeaway customers. Would the Karahi Gosht have the usual – edge – or would it lose something when being prepared times eight?

It was approaching 17.00 when the Mains came upstairs. Qaiser did well to get Rice and Chapattis on the table so that those with their Curry in front of them could begin. There was a knowing look on Qaiser’s face when he handed me my bowl of Karahi Lamb. Bowl? It appears that Karahi Palace does not posses thirteen karahi!

Tracy’s Chicken Tikka Karahi was last to arrive, there was no point us waiting, eat the food whilst it’s Hot. Alan had started before me, I checked with him that his Karahi Gosht was Hot. Not the – too Hot to handle – temperature which is the Karahi Palace norm, but far from The Village who notoriously bring Cool Curry when serving a large group.

Karahi Lamb

This looked strange in a bowl. The Toppings were as abundant as ever, the Fresh Coriander, Ginger Strips and sliced large Green Chillies all play their part in making this Curry such an event. The Oil had time to settle at the base. The Minimal Masala shrouded the on-the-bone Lamb. Appearance-wise, all was well. Time to Dip. From the far end of the table to my right, I heard Steve:

Wow!

This is the Curry I have eaten most in Glasgow since the birth of Curry-Heute. Yadgar’s equivalent is very Rich, one could not eat it every day, the Karahi Gosht presented here today just blew me away. This I could eat every day. The Kick was there and the Seasoning, plus the big Methi hit, that which makes the Karahi Lamb at Karahi Palace so special was there. This was simply Magnificent, why had I not ordered the half-kilo? Had I done so, then many would have followed, would there have been enough Lamb left in the house for everyone else who called at Karahi Palace today? Hector the magnanimous, better to totally enjoy what lay before me, and enjoy it I did. The Chaps downstairs had not skimped in any way, this Karahi Lamb was as good as I have ever enjoyed at this venue. Chef Rashid is a genius! You do not have to take my word for it:

Dr. Stan – It was very, very good. A rich Masala, as it has been for the hundred times you have been.

Eleanor – Very tasty. Beautifully seasoned. Just the right amount of oil. Would definitely have this again.

Yvonne – Curry was probably fine, but not to my taste, too oily for me.

Michael – Excellent, I think I’ll consider the half-kilo portion next time.
Michael realised that he had become hungry again between Starter and Main Course – Down to the wait.

Alan – The chops were excellent, spicy, the Karahi reminded me of a city in France.

He refers to a city between Cannes and Monaco, in an attempt to insert the banned word in Curry-Heute. Howard is never short of a word or ten:

That was an excellent Curry, having had Lamb Karahi many times at Karahi Palace, it is always excellent, however, today they surpassed themselves. The balance between the lamb and the sauce was perfect, an absolutely stunning Curry.

Palak Gosht

Topped with Coriander Stems and Leaves, this Curry was incredibly Herb-rich. Archie clearly enjoys his Saag/Palak having insisted that this be the first Curry I had when visiting Kebab Mahal (Edinburgh) last year for the first time. Archie was in raptures from the start, Tracy, Alan and I were each invited to have a Soupçon, Mmmm. There can be a Bitterness which occasionally puts me off this Dish when served in the UK, or it can be too Creamy as served in Europe. Not here, this was Smooth and rich in Herb Flavours. Archie was also impressed by the Quantity:

Probably the best Palak I’ve ever had. Spicy, the spice built throughout the duration of the meal, a large portion, hardly any bones.

Aloo Gosht

Again, this was topped with Coriander Leaves and Stems only, perhaps to differentiate between this and the Karahi. The Masala was Minimal as in the Karahi, an entirely different interpretation to the Aloo Gosht in Shorva which I had yesterday at Sheerin Palace. Mags always declares that the Aloo Gosht served at Karahi Palace sets the standard against which all others are compared, few venues come close. The Paratha also looked well layered and Flaky. I should make a point of ordering one of these in a future visit, the solitary Chapatti has become the norm.

Mags – Still the best Aloo Gosht I’ve ever tasted, and I’ve tried many.

Now for the Chicken Dishes, there always has to be one, today we have two.

Chicken Tikka Jaipur

Coriander Stems and Leaves topped a Thick Masala which was surprisingly – Red. The large blobs of Onion are an Anathema to Hector, there was Capsicum in there too. This may well be the first time Hector has ever seen the Dreaded Green Mush at Karahi Palace, to think it actually crossed their threshold.

Craig had thoroughly enjoyed his share of the Seekh Kebab, his Spice tolerance is low, so on asking for Mild, he means it:

Very good, lovely, perfect – of course there had to be the wind up – capsicum, mushrooms, tomato.

Chicken Tikka Karahi

The Ginger Strips and the Fresh Coriander were there, however this Karahi did not command sliced Green Chillies. Hector will confess to having sampled Chicken Karahi on these very premises, once. Tracy appears to have enjoyed her non-Lamb Karahi:

Awesome, the proof of the pudding was the empty bowl.

Meanwhile, at the far end of the table, Tracey had chosen something off-kilter.

Kofta Chana

Meatballs and Chickpeas topped with Coriander in a Masala which resembled the Jaipur, this was definitely something different. Despite her reservations about the Kofta, Tracey did actually enjoy her Curry:

I didn’t care for the texture of the Kofta, but the Chickpeas and the sauce were a revelation, in a good way.

The Bill

We never actually saw a Bill. Everyone contributed based on what they had consumed, with a little bit more. £192.50 was assembled and more than covered the estimated £167.05.

The Aftermath

It was time to make the presentation. Chef Rashid left his spot and came to the counter to take his bow with Qaiser, they were both well chuffed. Chef #3 got in on the act too. The certificate was then placed on the counter.

Qaiser apologised for the slow service, I assured him that we were happy to wait to receive the Quality of food they eventually produced. The Karahi Gosht today was – Exceptional.

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Glasgow – Sheerin Palace – No Messin’

Posted on March 8, 2019 by Hector

Tomorrow is the #100th visit to Karahi Palace, that will be a lengthy write up, in the meantime, Hector popped in to Sheerin Palace (300 Allison St, Govanhill/Crosshill, Glasgow, G42 8HQ) for some mid-afternoon scoff. Arriving at 15.30 a couple of chaps were waiting for Takeaways, the chap behind the counter was new. I took off my coat and plonked it behind a chair in order to establish my intention to sit in. The dining room was empty, though there was evidence of recent diners at one table.

No Kofta Anda, it would have to be – the usual – at Sheerin Palace, Aloo Gosht and Chicken Pilao. Note the latter, I have been describing Chicken Pilao served here as Chicken Biryani for years. Thanks to Parveen’s Sunday morning TV programme, I know better. It is still the only way to secure Rice at Sheerin Palace, unless of course they are willing to prepare some fresh, but nobody has told me that is possible.

I watched the new Chap arrange an absolutely massive plate of Chicken Pilao on a plate and place it in the microwave. Hopefully the Aloo Gosht would be resurrected using more traditional means. A Modest Salad, Raita, glass and cutlery were brought. Drinks were offered, I asked for Tap Water, a jug came in seconds. How different from Desi Pakwan in Edinburgh last week when no Drink was offered or Water provided: you’ll have had yer water.

The Salad and Raita would remain untouched, I had considered a nibble or two, however, when the Mains arrived, no chance.

Aloo Gosht

Ten pieces of Lamb on-the-bone served in Shorva. Two halves of a large Potato stood in the mix with a piece of Cinnamon. One should probably eat this with a Chapatti, but think of the splashing.

Chicken Pilao

Two well cooked pieces of Chicken also on-the-bone, in a mass of Spiced Rice. What’s not to like?

Here we go

There was an immediate – Kick – from the Rice which had absorbed the Shorva in an instant. The distinctive Sheerin Palace Flavours were there, such a simple, Soupy Curry in appearance, with Black Peppercorns, Cloves and Cumin Seeds all revealing themselves. The Lamb was Tender but still required a good bit of chewing, this was not Pulp. Sated with the Lamb, the Chicken was tackled, it did nothing for me, a means to an end.

The Chap came through to clear the other table, on both trips he asked how I was getting on and if he could get me anything else.

Great thanks – was communicated. Hector is most at home in the Curry Cafes of the World, prepared food, ready to eat, not just a tweak of something extracted from – The Big Pot.

The Bones were piled at the top of the dinner plate which thankfully was hot when it arrived. Everything was cooling quickly, the heater was not on, Sheerin Palace can be a cold venue. How I ate as much as I did either impresses or disgusts, I was determined not to waste food.

The Bill

£10.00    No messin’.

The Aftermath

The No.4 Bus arrived at the corner of Allison Street just as Hector reached Victoria Rd, magic. What also made the afternoon was the discovery that the No.7 Bus goes from Renfrew Street to the door of Sheerin Palace, handy.

Lamb Chops tomorrow, hopefully.

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Glasgow – Ambala Deli Bar – You Can’t Always Get What You Want

Posted on March 2, 2019 by Hector

So, have you spotted subtle changes to Curry-Heute? The Curry-Heute Blog is now the Homepage, the former Homepage is now – About. People have told me they have found it difficult to find what they are looking for, the – Search – facility has always been there, it is more prominent. Hector actually takes pleasure in scrolling down the page to see the list of venues visited in the last nine years. A friend’s father once asked how it was possible that I had visited so many Curry Houses in so many nations… twenty seven countries and counting. Who’s counting? As ten million hits approaches, the counter has gone!

Stewart and Hector met at Ambala Deli Bar (11 Forth St., Glasgow, Scotland, G41 2SP) this afternoon to see what changes could be made to the layout of Curry-Heute. Ambala’s advertised wi-fi was not working and the Huawei was not talking to the HP which had been brought out for the day. We were left to eat Curry.

Hector contacted Ahmed, Mein Host, during the week to ensure that the Lamb Handi would be made available, it is still not on the Menu having disappeared after a revamp. The assurance was given. October 2017 was the last time Hector was served Lamb Handi at Ambala.

Arriving before the 14.00 rendezvous, Ahmed stood up to greet Hector, a handshake evolved into a hug. A window booth was taken and a power socket identified just in case. I knew what we were having but waited for Stewart to arrive before confirming.

Poppadoms and Spiced Onions were already on the table when Stewart came in out of the rain. He was happy with my plan to share a portion of four Lamb Chops (£8.50) in addition to…

The Waiter came to take the Order. Lamb Handi was an issue, not on his Pad. I asked him to consult Ahmed who was sitting in the adjacent booth. Instead of the hoped for on-the-bone Large Lamb Handi, we would be having a kilo of Lahori Chaska Lamb Karahi (£24.99). Two Chilli and Coriander Naan (£2.99) completed the Order. The Waiter asked if we wished anything more:

Do you think we can finish all that? – the point was taken.

Ahmed came over to tell us that his Lahori Chef would be cooking a worthy Dish for us. I didn’t tell him that I had already experienced it and was not over impressed.

Lamb Chops – to share

The Menu says four Chops, five came as happened last time when the plate was so full I thought we had ten. Stewart showed grace and let Hector have the odd Chop. It’s not often Hector secures the extra Lamb Chop.

The Chops were appreciably larger than the norm, well fired, cooked through, yet still moist. The Lemon Juice, the mandatory complement, added that something extra special. Perfect Lamb Chops for sharing, or as a Main Course in their own right. Ahmed again engaged us, he knows his Lamb Chops are more expensive than many venues, but his are appreciably larger, a matter of – Mind the Quality and feel the Width – to paraphrase a 1960s sitcom.

Lahori Chaska Lamb Karahi

Ginger Strips, Fresh Coriander and roughly cut Green Chillies topped the Meat and Masala. Hang on, this is a kilo? Stewart suggested we should carry scales. Compare today’s (left) with three months ago (right).

Is Curry-Heute becoming Curry-Polis? The number of pieces of Lamb was in excess of twenty, in effect, two decent standard portions and not the bountiful feast we had anticipated. How heavy was the big bone which features so prominently?

The Spice Level was acceptable, the Minimal Masala was ideal. What we had was enjoyable but nowhere near as distinctive as the Ambala Lamb Handi of old which I shall keep asking for. When Ahmed came over to check all was well I had to tell him:

… a small kilo.

Nihari

Ahmed returned some minutes later with a Lamb Shank in Shorva – Nihari – on the house. This is not a Curry which Hector would normally order, Shorva, the antithesis of the Masala we had in the Karahi. The cut of Meat was easily shared. This Lamb was way more chewy than that presented in the Karahi, confirmation that despite one’s respect for this equally Traditional Curry, Karahi reigns supreme. Mint – was the first Flavour to register on the plate. Anise, Ajwain – was Stewart’s take. Mopping up the Shorva made the Naan soggy, not how Hector likes his Naan. Initially the Naan had been the ideal base on which to scoop up the Karahi Masala. Served in halves, I was surprised at how much of it I eventually ate. Chilli and Coriander Naan, definitely the way ahead.

That was epic – exclaimed Stewart when all was done. We had been fed, eventually.

The Bill

£39.47 The Lamb Chops did inflate the total.

The Aftermath

The Manager emerged from the kitchen as I paid, the first time I had seen him today. On being asked about the meal I had to relate that my desire for Lamb Handi maintains. I was informed that the new Chef will be charged with recreating this masterpiece, but it is likely to be Boneless.

You can’t always get what you want.

We retired to The Laurieston where the wi-fi was a bit slow. The new Layout/Theme I had in mind for Curry-Heute may not be backwards compatible. At least now I have a better idea on how to upgrade.

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Hector cooks: Baked Haddock, Aloo Taare Ko and a Paratha

Posted on March 1, 2019 by Hector

Walking along the streets of Vinhorady (Praha) on Wednesday evening, Hector was passing a Spice shop, Fish Masala caught the eye. It turned out to be out of date and so the featured box was purchased. Tonight, Hector would serve Baked Fish and Aloo Taare Ko, a variation on Fish & Chips. This was also the first opperchancity to try out the new Tawa. One Paratha Doughball was defrosted.

The packet suggested the Spice Mix be mixed with Garlic Paste which was not my original intention, why not?

The Paste was applied to the Haddock and allowed to sit for the afternoon. A Baked Vegetable Topping was envisaged and so Tomatoes and an Onion were finely chopped, some Fish Oil was mixed in to add more bite.

The Fish was wrapped in aluminium foil and baked for half an hour which gave plenty of time to prepare the Aloo Taare Ko. The Paratha was rolled and heated on the Tawa. All was going well until the point of serving, I needed more hands.

The Paratha therefore got a bit burnt and turned too crispy. The Fish came out of the oven far too wet for my liking. Next time, no Garlic or Tomato. The Aloo Taare Ko always works, fried Onions and no pre-boiling of the Potatoes.

Having missed Hector’s cooking, Marg was most appreciative, no Salad for tea tonight. The Paratha was still enjoyable, although crispy, it was far from biscuit-like which I cannot tolerate. I suspect I had rolled it too thin.

Despite the wetness, the Fish was still edible but had nothing like the hoped for Flavours, this was little more than a Fish Stew. The Aloo Taare Ko saved the day, Dry, Spicy, full of Flavour. I should make this more often.

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