San Francisco – Lahore Karahi – There’s no escaping it…

In my wanderings around the so called Theatre District of San Francisco, I have observed that the majority of the Curry Cafes class themselves as Indian and Pakistani Restaurants. My choice for today and tomorrow should be serving my Favourite Cuisine – Punjabi.

Lahore Karahi (612 O’Farrell St, San Francisco, CA 94109 USA) was entered just after noon, a large Takeaway was being assembled on the table adjacent to the counter. Had this not been the case I would have wondered where the Staff were. Whilst there is an open kitchen, a wall on the left of the door does obscure the Staff on entry.

I took my seat, a Menu was provided, it was quite basic, where are the Lahori Dishes? Lamb Bhuna ($11.99) with Basmati Rice ($3.00), a very Mainstream choice from a Mainstream Menu. Canned Soda ($2.00) would complete the Order.

Do you have Methi? Fenugreek? – I asked the Waiter.

I may as well have been asking for the latest Stock Exchange figures. His blank expression was not encouraging. Pronunciation? I wasn’t asking for Oregano.

My can of Sprite sat alone on the table, I had to fetch my own plastic cup and with a nod of approval from the other Chap on the premises, I took a Pitcher of Cold Water from the base of the fridge. Not as hot as yesterday, but Hector needed rehydration after an excellent day visiting four San Francisco Microbreweries.

The other Chap was the Chef, I could not see him working from my seat, however, the Waiter was now busy inserting large skewers of Meat into the Tandoor. I never saw this emerge, I was too busy counting seats. Lahore Karahi seats thirty eight in Curry Cafe ambience.

Lamb Bhuna and Rice – said the Waiter with a smile as he placed my Curry on the table.

My eyes were deceiving me, I thought I saw a Creamy, Lentil-rich Masala with Meat swimming in it. When reality struck, I was not any happier. Here was chopped Onions in a Tomato Shorva. In what way was this a – Bhuna? The Masala was far from – Thick. Either blend it, or cook the Onions to a – Mash.

The Rice was abundant, enough for two, a waste. As I put half on my dining plate so I spotted Cumin Seeds. I counted Meat into double figures as I arranged it on the Rice. I studied the Masala, finely chopped Coriander was present, plus something – Black – which was definitely not seed-like, another Herb? The occasional Clove of Garlic was encountered also. The Large Green Chilli looked menacing from the moment of its arrival. To eat or not to eat, I decided not to be so silly.

This Lamb Bhuna was Spicy, I waited for Flavours to emerge from this Melange of Onion, Tomato and who knows what else. Had my taste-buds stopped working? I was getting very little from this …. Spicy Lamb Stew. The Meat at least was suitably Tender. Because of the Soupy nature of the Masala, I had run out of moisture quite quickly, it had been absorbed into the never ending Rice. Still, I would rather be eating this than what I see the US Citizens put away. That I find disgusting.

There’s no escaping it, after yesterday’s encouraging introduction to San Francisco Curry at Chutney Indian Restaurant, this Lamb Bhuna was a major disappointment. It did nothing for me.  Punjab Kabab House tomorrow, hopefully that will have authentic Fayre.

The Bill

$18.51 (£13.71). About the same as yesterday at Chutney, but there I had a Starter also.

The Aftermath

I introduced myself, not knowing how much of what I would say would be understood. I was asked how my Curry was.

I expect a Bhuna to have a Thick Masala, don’t you agree?

Our conversation was brief, my Blog says it all. I was bade farewell with – Thank you.

Time meet up with Dr. Stan, we are headed towards Fisherman’s Wharf before the main events of the day.

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San Francisco – Chutney Indian Restaurant – The Treats of San Francisco

As is written in Bier-Traveller, Hector had not eaten for twenty four hours, the food served in Club Class on the British Airways flight to San Francisco was attractive, what I had was tasty, but at 40,000ft, Hector had no appetite. It is Dr. Stan’s Big Birthday Tour, Hector is his Passepartout. Four nights in San Francisco means three lunchtime opperchancities for Curry.

I knew there were a few Curry Houses near Adante Hotel on Geary St., I did not expect to trip over so many in such a small area as we set out last night in search of Bier. I did not expect to trip over so many people sleeping rough on the pavements either. The Itinerants bother no-one, somehow they survive, exist.

I had three venues already selected before arrival, Shalimar gave way to Chutney Indian Restaurant (511 Jones St, San Francisco, CA 94102 USA) across the street. When I saw it last night, I knew, this would be the venue for my first San Francisco Curry.

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Most of the venues I have seen are in the Curry Cafe category, there’s nothing posh going on here, the prices are therefore commensurate. I entered Chutney @11.30, three Diners were already present, a handful more would arrive during my stay. The Waiter was mid-room when he greeted me, I was able to choose my own table. He brought the Menu but said I would have to order at the counter. I asked about the Daily Specials, all were available, including Karahi Gosht, but none were priced. I decided to play safe: Lamb Seekh Kebab ($2.99), Gobi Gosht ($9.49) and Rice Pullao ($2.49) would be accompanied by a Fanta equivalent. All soda’s (sic) $1.25.

The Order was placed and a table number given:

Help yourself to drinks, everything else I bring.

A welcome pitcher of Cold Tap Water was brought, just as well. The sweat erupted as I took my seat, it’s warm out there today. Hector has found summer at last. A Salad with abundant sliced Onions and wedges of Lime was presented also. I assumed this was to accompany the Seekh Kebab, I noted Raita was an extra Dollar.

Gobi Gosht

All the food arrived simultaneously, and was brought by a different Chap. The Gobi Gosht impressed immediately even though the Masala did appear to be Thin and Oily. I had to reposition everything on the table and decide from what plate I was actually going to eat.

The Seekh Kebab was a portion of one as expected at this price, it was a decent size. This too had more sliced Onions and some Fresh Coriander, more than was on the Gobi Gosht. This I saved for later. The Lime was squeezed over the Kebab, it was the natural thing to do. The Tandoor had worked its wonders, the Flavour from the Seekh Kebab was intense, Spice hit at once. This was a good choice.

The Rice was more than a Hector could eat, even in this ravenous state. I decanted more than half on top of the remaining Onion and Fresh Coriander. Cinnamon Bark and Black Cardamom were present in the Rice.

I carefully arranged the Meat and Cauliflower on the Rice, cooked Tomatoes also topped the Curry. It was only after I had done this that I appreciated that the Oil I had seen initially was peripheral, here was an authentic Minimal, Thick Masala. This Curry had potential.

Five Large pieces of Fibrous Lamb were accompanied by a similar mass of Cauliflower. There was a lot of eating here. The Cauliflower was probably overcooked and did not give off the expected Flavour. The Lamb varied from Tender to Chewy but was decidedly edible. Initially the Spice Level was noted as – Low – this was revised upwards. This was a Curry which impressed the more I ate. The Seasoning was well judged, the Flavours slowly started to register. The Cinnamon had done its work, the Fresh Coriander and Onions added further Flavour and varied Texture.

I ate on, slowly, by the end there was an appreciation of having eaten a Curry exactly as I seek my Curry, Dry. Chutney Indian Restaurant is a venue worthy of consideration.

The Bill

$17.64 (£13.26). This is similar to what I would expect to pay at home.

The Aftermath

The original Chap took the cash and accepted the Calling Card. He asked for my verdict. I congratulated him on the quality of the Fayre, no Soupy Curry served today.

2018 Menu

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Manchester – Kabana – Back By Popular Demand

At some point last night, it was agreed that there would Curry-Heute at Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England) this morning at 11.50. The plan was to get there before the lunchtime rush.

Entering punctually, Mags was already tucking into Lamb Karahi (£4.80) on-the-bone and a Chapatti (£0.70). Rizwan, Mein Host, was assembling quite an elaborate Takeaway for the one customer ahead of me. The Chap glanced at me and said:

I read your Blog.

It is always gratifying when this happens.

A photo opperchancity was missed.

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Once again, it was Rizwan’s Assistant who served me. The same Karahi for Hector but with Rice (£1.50), he fairly shovelled it on. As is the Kabana way, I then covered my Karahi with lashings of Ginger, Fresh Coriander and Chopped Green Chillies.

Mags and I were well through our – Comfort Food – when Dr. Stan showed up. Now we had a problem. The seats do not provide much room, how would we all squeeze in? Somehow we managed it. Dr. Stan had the Classic Manchester – Rice & Three (£6.30). His choices: Lamb Karahi, Keema Peas and Cauliflower Potato. The three of us sat in companionable silence, thoroughly enjoying our Kabana Curry.

Steve arrived around the bottom of the hour:

I thought it was 12.50.

He had been passing and looked in anyway.

Steve joined the queue then sat down, somehow we had much more room than when it was just Mags and I. He had ordered Bread which is freshly made to order. In a few minutes,  his Chicken Balti, Keema Peas and Aloo Gobi were presented with the Naan.

We were four happy diners. Simple Fayre, well done and at affordable prices.

The Bill

£6.30. We each paid separately.

The Aftermath

Mags received a Text, Donkey (sic) Dave was next door at Al Faisal. They are still doing good business in their final days at this location.

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Huddersfield – Kobane Kurdish Restaurant – Qozy v Tashreeb

Today is Dr. Stan’s Big Birthday which is why – The Company – are down in Manchester, his choice. Somehow it was agreed that the actual Birthday Bier would be at The Grove, Huddersfield. This made it very easy for the Chaps from Bradford to attend. As John, a native of Huddersfield said:

A Yorkshireman is like a Scotsman with all the generosity squeezed out.

Last month, Hector left Kobane Kurdish Restaurant (8 Bradford Rd, Huddersfield, Yorkshire, England HD1 6HY) fully sated yet had not eaten Curry. I suspected that Craig would be particularly interested in the most satisfying of Lamb Dishes with next to no Spice, such is Lamb Qozy (£6.00). Yvonne and Mags were up for this also. I had warned them about the portion size, and suggested that sharing could be an option.

As we walked down from Huddersfield Station, Craig could not work out why I took a deviation at the final moment and photographed Kobane. He and Yvonne had apparently spotted another Kurdish outlet nearby. Hector will have to wait for New year to investigate this.

Entering Kobane seconds before Noon, Howard was already in situ. He had taken the train from Victoria at exactly the same time as we had left Picadilly. His train overtook ours at Stalybridge. Howard had a few minutes to study the Menu. Howard suggested that he and Mags share a Large Lamb Qozy (£8.00). I knew I would be having the alternate Dish – Lamb Tashreeb (£6.00). Craig and Yvonne were inclined to follow this lead.

Before anything could be ordered, Mein Host asked if we wished Soup to start. Last time I was simply brought a plate of Soup. Today we were offered a choice of Lentil or Lamb. The latter I have sampled previously, for me it had to be Lentil Soup, a good choice as it turned out. This had Spice, not excessively so, and was full of Flavour. If available next time, I shall be having this.

And so it was time to order. Yvonne asked for Lamb Tashreeb, however, Mein Host steered her towards the Lamb Qozy. He explained that both dishes have essentially the same ingredients, though the Tashreeb is – Arab-style – with everything mixed in. I was not put off and stuck to my plan, though did take a moment to ask if the Peppers could be withheld, apparently not. Still, it was not Curry and it is really only here where I have an issue with Capsicum.

Despite my warnings about the portion size, Craig and Yvonne each ordered a Standard Lamb Qozy, Howard and Mags would share the Large one.

Lamb Tashreeb

A very large plate with Rice to one side was presented. I could see the pile of Lamb pieces on-the-bone sitting atop what I presume was shredded Naan. Well cooked Tomatoes and Peppers dressed the Lamb. The Soup/Shorva soaked into the Bread, soggy Naan is not exactly Wonderful, however, it was in here that the Flavour was maximised. As I have written oft, Seasoning is all, this Dish had it.

I wonder who could have eaten all that lay before me. The Meat and Vegetables were taken care of, once again the slow-cooked Lamb took me back to Greece and Kleftico. I was glad to have experienced this, but next time I’ll stick with the Qozy.

Lamb Qozy

This is a Dish of many parts. First to arrive was the Salad featuring Lemon Slices. Then the main part of the meal, pieces of slow-cooked Lamb on-the-bone sizzling on a metal platter with Tomatoes and Onions being done to a frazzle. One then decants pieces of the Lamb to a plate with Boiled Rice and Rice Vermicelli.

The Naan arrives separately in this Dish which is the biggest difference between Qozy and Tashreeb. We had four plates of Rice and four freshly made Naans on the table. Last time I was offered a choice of Vegetables to accompany the Shorva, this time Mein Host simply brought out plates of Soup with Potatoes, Okra and Beans.

I listened to my fellow diners celebrate what lay before them. I was too busy making my own notes to record the gasps of pleasure which rippled around the table. At the end I was congratulated for having found this venue. Craig:

That was spectacularly good.

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Mein Host was not present on my first visit. He went out of his way to inform us that they open later (Noon) during Ramadan and stay open until 22.00, two hours later than their norm. We shall be back, Huddersfield at New Year, until then.

The Bill

£35.75. How can four people eat so much for so little?

The Aftermath

Over thirty of us assembled at The Grove. There was a cake. How could any of the – Kobane Five – face cake?

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Manchester – Kabana – All about Threes

Today is Day 1 of a three week trip, much Curry shall be consumed, hopefully some of it will be worthy of a Hector. By Saturday, Hector should be reporting from San Francisco where three Punjabi Restaurants have already been identified. Meanwhile, Dr. Stan’s Big Birthday Trip commences today in Manchester. Within thirty minutes of arrival, Hector was being served at Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England).

Arriving at 12.40, one of the Chefs was out front, he recognised me and shook my hand as did Rizwan, Mein Host. Another Chap who does front of house matters also smiled. Hector is known here. I revealed to Rizwan the purpose of being in Manchester, he wished he was coming with us. Hector is – leading the life.

I studied the Specials Board, Lamb Karahi on-the-bone would normally be my choice, however, I realised coming down on the train from Glasgow this morning that I have never tried – Rice & Three Curries – at Kabana. This is a Manchester thing, an idea that one day may spread north. It is made possible by having all the food Hot, ready, whereas in Glasgow the prepared food is reheated to order.

Rizwan arranged a generous plateful of Rice on the plate. He was slightly concerned that he then splashed some Masala from the Lamb Karahi across the edge of the plate. No problem. Keema Peas was my next choice with Spinach and Potatoes to complete the trilogy. Quite a plateful, this was diverse, but at Kabana there’s more.

Freshly chopped Coriander, Ginger and Green Chillies are at the serving counter, help yourself. A forest of Vegetation now covered my Curry, Excellent.

I took a seat at an empty table, one has to be prepared to share. Tuesday is a quieter day, by 13.00 people were sharing.

I should have had this before. The Spinach and Potatoes were tackled first, perhaps not so impressive alone, but when the Coriander and Chillies kicked in, the pleasure rating increased measurably. The Keema Mutter was sampled next. Served in a most Minimal of Masalas as it should be, Chapattis would be the normal accompaniment. I had enough moisture from the Saag Aloo and Karahi. By this point I was eating Mince with six Vegetables, a superb array of Flavours and Textures were on the palate. Finally it was time to add the Lamb Karahi to the Manchester ritual. Served on-the-bone, though only one Bone was present on my plate, this was when the Big Curry Flavour hit home. Back to the Keema, I then had Rara Gosht in effect. I was determined not to leave one grain of Rice and so systematically worked my way around the plate. This was a tremendous lunch. I shall most certainly be repeating this. I see now what the attraction is, the Best of Everything.

Rizwan had already picked up that I had posted two photos on a Social Medium. He came over to chat. Had I realised that I had shown the ceiling, now damaged due to a water spill from his new apartments above? I doubt if anyone had noticed or was bothered, everyone was too busy eating. The Ladies at the adjacent had a plate of Lamb Chops, probably a double portion. One was describing her appreciation of the Chops being so well cooked. A Chap sharing their table had a plateful of Sikh Kebabs, Bread arrived too. Rizwan took a photo of us all, the joy of eating at Kabana.

The Bill

£6.30 as advertised.

The Aftermath

I bade farewell, I might squeeze in a return visit this week. Now to find Dr. Stan. How many times will I be writing that over the next three weeks?

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Manchester – delhi2go – The Model

Howard and Hector walked into delhi2go (119 Oldham St., Manchester M4 1LN England) @23.00, it was Howard’s suggestion that we go for Curry. After today’s excellent lunch at Kabana I was not particularly bothered, but I have to accept my own rule.

Mian, Mein Host recognised me but was taken aback by my opening statement:

Two of my friends were in here earlier and one had a terrible Curry.

Craig and Yvonne described their meals as – swimming in oil. Chicken Jalfrezi was one choice, their food was not asked for – Apna style. Increasingly this is what is happening around the UK, there is Curry for – The British – and – Asian style for those who ask, and know to ask. If one orders badly, then take what comes. Meanwhile, Mags sat in and had her usual Aloo Gosht, no criticisms were forthcoming.

Cue the appearance of Chef Shahid, I have described my requirements to him previously and showed a photo of a most pleasing Curry enjoyed here – Lamb, Methi, Minimal Masala…

Should I order Rice or Bread to go with it?

A Paratha was agreed.

Howard knew the best way was to follow suit.

Twice.

The Bill

£20.00. A conveniently round number.

I took a seat, Howard did not. He declared that he wanted his to take away. This I could not fathom, we’re here, on holiday, it was not that late.

Shahid brought my Order himself, the Paratha sitting on foil in a basket, the Lamb Karahi looking splendid with Toppings of Fresh Coriander and Sliced Green Chillies, the Large ones, plus an abundance of Ginger Strips. I would eat from the Karahi and use metal cutlery also. They have it here but I have had to suffer plastic on some previous visits.

My preferred style of Paratha is Layered and Flaky, not only did tonight’s tick these boxes, it established a third parameter – Swirly. This was the Perfect Paratha.

Shahid was not finished, out came a platter of Salad with Spiced Onions and a Chickpea Chat. Another container had Raita, Mango Chutney and a Chilli Sauce. If they truly wish people to come and dine on the premises then this is the standard they should be aiming for.

Where was Howard’s Takeaway?

As I embarked on my Feast, it dawned on me that Howard should have received his Order by now, I asked. Mian for some reason thought Howard desired to watch me eat then take his Curry home. We saw no logic in this. Howard was not a happy chap.

Finally his Curry and Paratha were produced and Mian offered Howard Sauce and Salad.

Whatever.

Shahid came out from the kitchen once more to hear my verdict on his creation.

This is Wonderful – I exclaimed – how it should be, a Model, one describes what one desires and Chef listens.

The Seasoning hit my palate as soon as I dipped my first piece of Paratha into the not too abundant, but slightly Oily Masala. There was definitely Methi in there too. Tomato Seeds were highly visible in the Masala, so were there Onions? This had the appearance of a true Karahi.

There was sufficient Spice in the Meat and Masala, when the Green Chillies and Ginger made their presence known, the pleasure rating was further enhanced. The plentiful Meat varied from very Tender to Chewy. That this was – Boneless – was the only disappointment. Bones are not served with Lamb at delhi2go. Had they been, then this Karahi Gosht could have been rated as highly as that served at Karahi Palace (Glasgow), the benchmark. Could I praise this more? Excellent Curry!

The Aftermath

Shahid was outside as I began my departure, Mian came out to join us, and so we talked – Curry – for the next ten minutes, and Steak. Mian was keen for me to try a Steakhouse in Slough. Why order Steak in a Restaurant when one can prepare it just as well at home for a fraction of the price?

As ever I managed to get – Namkeen – into the conversation, and Bones. Shahid informed me that he had cooked Lamb on-the-bone for the Staff Curry yesterday. Mian asked why my visits are so sporadic.

I don’t live in Manchester!

Rusholme, The Curry Mile, was mentioned. Shahid told me that one of the venues I have reviewed there has gone, alas I cannot remember which. Google Maps may help here. I was then asked to name my favourite Manchester Curry House. Dera was my reply, the right answer apparently. Shahid has trained Chefs who work in Cheetham Hill. It’s about time Hector returned to Dera, but with delhi2go moments from the Ancoats Travelodge, coming here is far simpler for all.

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Glasgow – Yadgar Kebab House – Still Open for Daytime Business

It’s Lidl Shopping Day with Mother, it could also be Hector’s last Glasgow Curry for some time. Manchester is calling then … somewhere new and far away. In ten days or so, all shall be revealed.

Meanwhile there is the small matter of an event which occurred yesterday: the 8 million mark was reached on Curry-Heute. My continuing thanks to those who read this Blog, and especially – The Curryspondents – who add their comments.

Yadgar Kebab House (148 Calder St, Govanhill, Glasgow, G42 7QP) opens daily at Noon except Friday (14.00), yet it took me until 12.30 to get through to order two portions of Goshat Karahi (£8.00), one on-the-bone, one boneless, plus one portion of Vegetable Rice (£3.00). The latter has dropped off the Menu.

I said I would arrive before 14.00 but was asked to come later, it’s Ramadan, the Chaps had another place to be. Effectively, for the next few weeks, every day should be treated as a Friday.

Mother and Hector arrived at 14.10, the shutters were still down. Shafiq was first to arrive back bearing a cargo of Milk. So is – Milk – the Yadgar Secret Ingredient? I very much doubt it, a lot of milk though. The new Young Waiter brought plates etc. We declined the offer of Spiced Onions and Poppadoms. Shafiq made a similar offer, Chapattis were also declined. Knowing the Portion Size of what we had ordered, this would be quite enough. I did ask Shafiq to ensure that the dinner plates would be warm, this always keeps Mother happy.

Chef Arshad walked into the otherwise empty dining area and spotted Mother. He did a double take before spotting me. The Staff were trickling in, another Chap who has been here for years and I know not what he does in the kitchen, made a beeline for Mother. He whispered something complimentary about Hector. Hector is well known at Yadgar.

Shafiq brought Hot Plates then the Curry, two generous portions, and as anticipated a mound of Vegetable Rice. Even when this was split in half, it still looked Substantial.

Mother tore into the Vegetable Rice, she was quite content eating this and had to be reminded that the plate of Boneless Goshat Karahi before her was all hers.

Goshat Karahi on-the-bone

The Goshat Karahi on-the-bone was a lighter colour than the Boneless. Here is proof, if ever any was required, that they were prepared separately. I took some of the Boneless for comparison purposes, this is the Soupçon at the top of the photo of Curry and Rice.

Goshat Karahi boneless

The Vegetable Rice at Yadgar is Magnificent, there is nothing to compete with it since The Village abandoned theirs. Potatoes, Cauliflower and Peas in abundance, how does the Flavour of the Cauliflower come through so prominently in the Melange?

The Spice Level in both Dishes was well pitched, enough, no need to intimidate the Mother. As I ate, what at first felt – Mild – developed into Spicy! The Seasoning was well down in the on-the-bone Goshat Karahi, one suspects that when Shkoor is involved in the Order, he ensures it is prepared – The Hector Way – with more Spice, Seasoning and Methi. The distinctive – Yadgar Taste – was present, but nowhere near the – Wow – standard.

Mr. Anwar Sr. emerged from the kitchen, he has met Mother a couple of times now. I related my Ramadan Buffet visit to The Village and that finally I have acquired a tolerance, even liking, for Haleem, though Paya they can keep.

Regarding Paya, Haleem and Nihari:

Very heavy – was his verdict.

Indeed, as describes Yadgar’s Goshat Karahi which is why one does not have this too often.

It is about time The Chaps returned for more Lamb Chops Achari.

The Bill

£19.00.  Menu prices.

The Aftermath

Having eaten @15.00, that was it for Hector today.

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Glasgow – The Village – Ramadan Buffet : An Opperchancity for Something Completely Different

Nothing else of importance was happening today…

Marg and Hector are having Curry at 21.30 on a Saturday night? It must be Ramadan and so it must also be The Village “Curry House” (119 West St., Tradeston, Glasgow G5 8BA) – the Ramadan Buffet (£12.95). As Ramadan precesses, so the northerly latitude’s toll is being diminished. I look forward to a December Ramadan with The Village Ramadan Buffet kicking off @15.30. In the last few years, the Buffet has not been served before 22.30 such is the length of day in Scotland mid-summer. Summer, what’s that?

We arrived punctually and were recognised, no need to declare our booking. The Village was busy, but not as stowed as I have seen it previously on such occasions, maybe more would come later. We were shown to a table for two right beside the line of tureens. From here, Hector could survey all, it also gave me the opperchancity to photograph every Main Course before it was touched by our fellow diners.

So let’s get straight into what was on offer this evening, and it does vary from night to night. That I could see Rice nearest to our table, puzzled. The last port of call for those in line; the logic became apparent later.

               Chicken Biryani (Bone)                              Lamb Pilao (Bone)

                       Nihari                                                            Haleem

                     Tarka Daal                                                        Paya

                    Aloo Chana                                             Lamb Kirahi (Bone)

                     Lamb Bhuna                          Campo Chicken (Chinese style)

                    Sarso Ka Saag                                     Chicken Kirahi (Bone)

Paya -Trotters, Nihari – always served in a Shorva, Haleem – Lamb cooked down to a pulp, Tarka Daal – not Makhani, Hector’s Favourite Daal, Chicken Anything, Chana Aloo – no avoiding Chickpeas here, Sarso Ka Saag – full on Spinach: ah well, this was not Hector’s – Dream Menu. One could simply indulge in Lamb Kirahi and Lamb Bhuna, or one seizes the day.

I returned from my photographic sojourn to find our Large Bottle of Sparkling Water (£2.95), it was time for Starters. Ideally, one should come to The Village Ramadan Buffet twice, once to concentrate on Starters then the Mains on the return visit. This year, such is our diary tonight will be the only visit.

The Starters

I returned from my tour of the Starters with this:

The Patties were not Chapli Kebabs, or were they a variation? Either way, these were still the most interesting and tasty for Hector. The Samosa was – Light, Crispy and Fresh. The Vegetable, Aubergine and Mushroom Pakoras were all Satisfactory, one could easily have filled the plate with these, or anything else for that matter. The Chicken Buffalo Wing in Batter had to be sampled, it was unsurprisingly no more than – Chicken in a Spicy Batter. I even took some Dates from the artistically arranged platter.

In true Buffet style, I had sampled a cross-section, there was much more I could have had, but this is where Marg comes in.

Marg’s plate had Mango Chutney, Raita, Salad and a Spring Roll. She found Chicken Tikka and also sampled the three types of Pakora. Again, she could have taken much more. In previous years she has stuck to Starters, tonight Marg would sample some Mains.

We watched the first Diners tackle the tureens, it was good not to be part of the first throng. We took our time and let the Starters digest. Then it was our turn to brave the Mains.

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Indigo, Sosumi

Note the lack of Bread and Rice. There is no point bagging oneself up with these. The Village is possibly the venue where I have enjoyed Nihari most, all down to the Quality of their Masala, so why not give it another go? This did not disappoint.

Paya, as I wrote last year but spelled differently, sheep/goat trotters has to be considered the food of poverty. Is that what makes it a – Delicacy? Having left the accompanying Shorva behind, I ate – the paw – with my fingers. It was Meat on-the-bone, and not particularly flavoursome. I don’t get – Paya.

Haleem I try to avoid and would certainly never have it as a Main Course. Somewhere between Gelatine and a Daal it looks disgusting. My mouth went on fire, for a Buffet, this was – Seriously Spicy, the Seasoning was also to the fore. One lives, one learns. This was easily the Best Haleem I have encountered to date. I will not be rushing back for more, but will certainly have another Tapas Portion next time I see it here.

One could dream about sitting down to an endless supply of Village Lamb Kirahi. As with the Lamb Bhuna, there was way more Masala than would be served a la carte. I suppose everyone picks out the Meat and leaves the Masala behind, who wants a plate of – Soup? The Kirahi featured Lamb Chops, the Bhuna was on-the-bone. Neither was as full of Flavour as could be, however, this is judging it by – Village Standards. I went back for more, of both.

Marg had Chicken Biryani, Aloo Chana and Lamb Bhuna. I was too busy matching photos to notes to ask her about her selection. So it goes.

Second time around I had Sarso Ka Saag and Lamb Biryani to accompany my – #2 – Lamb Bhuna and Lamb Kirahi. I noted the – columnar structure – of the Meat. I have in the past questioned if this was truly Lamb, I now know it is.

When Spinach is served with Cream I always ask why, it’s too Creamy. When Saag/Palak is simply a blend of Green Herbs with Spinach dominating, I question the bitterness… unless it’s Methi of course. By this time I had realised why the Lamb Biryani was at the end of the line of tureens. Had it been at start, people would have picked out the Lamb leaving Rice, else they would have taken Lamb and Rice when Rice is really all they wanted. This is my theory. By having the Bread at the start and the Biryani at the end, it could only be taken if one’s plate had room. My plate did, and I was overdue some Rice/Bread. Finally a – Dry Curry – of sorts. Whole Green Chillies were embedded, now we’re talking. This was my first Biryani experience at The Village, this was seriously – Tasty Rice.  

Dessert!

Marg’s favourite part of any meal. Marg went to see if Ice Cream was available, not this evening. She returned content, a plate of – Sweeties. Even Hector got in on the act. I could have had more Haleem.

The premises were emptying, we were asked if we had finished, we had. Kassif, Mein Host Jr., helped himself to dinner. One of the Lunchtime Waitresses was still on duty, quite a shift, but she told me someone had worked and fasted even longer.

The Bill

£28.85. Unbelievable value. Last year at the point of paying, Mr. Baig, Mein Host, asked me to get in touch with – The Herald – and make them aware. They are now, and so should everyone.

The Aftermath

I am still trying to work out how I was conned into walking a dog around Dumbreck at 23.30 on a Saturday night.

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Duntocher (Clydebank) – Taj Mahal – A Friday Night Takeaway

Taj Mahal (66 Dumbarton Rd., Duntocher, Clydebank G81 6HE), a Cafe and Indian Takeaway, so says the blurb on their Takeaway Menu. A Cafe? Hector had a mental image of a Curry Cafe with prepared Dishes on display. Allegedly open early morning serving a British Breakfast,  at least some sit-in facility was anticipated.

Arriving around 19.00 this evening, I was therefore disappointed to establish that Taj Mahal is only a Takeaway. A bench, which I and other customers used whilst we waited for our Orders, did have one table at the far end. However, with packaging piled up, I doubt if anyone sits here on a regular basis. Cafe Reeshah this was not.

I waded through the Menu, Pizza, Kebabs, Burgers, then finally two pages devoted to Indian Cuisine. I liked the – Any Half Curry & Rice (£4.95) – and wonder how this works. Such is the size of a typical – Glasgow Takeaway – this could mean only having to order one Main Course if ordering for two. Next were the  – Chef’s Specialities. Too many Dishes had – Peppers, Mixed Peppers, Capsicum. Bhoona – appeared on the list either by name or description, there was hope, a Thick Masala may be available. Lamb Punjabi Masala (£6.00) spicy, tasty bhoona-ish sauce with peppers plus Special Rice (£3.00) cooked in mushrooms, onions and peas – was Hector’s choice. As ever, I asked for no Peppers to be included in either the Main Course or the Rice. This was duly noted.

The Bill

£9.50. So, an extra 50p for withholding the Capsicum?

I sat on the bench, it was cosy as we became three. I watched various Pizza Orders leave the premises. £9.95 for an XL – 14” Pizza looks like good value. The Full Bhoona, a Pizza, took me back to Pizza Hut in Agra, India.

It took a decent fifteen minutes for my Order, the short drive back along the Boulevard meant the Curry and Rice were still Hot enough to eat back at Hector’s House.

Taking a plateful of Rice, I still had enough for later, this could easily have done two. I counted out ten pieces of Meat, then took enough Masala to create an elegant sufficiency.

 

The Masala was decidedly – Red – Clydebank Curry Red. Why do they all do this? At least the Masala had a reasonably Thick consistency, not too – Soupy – therefore. With Mushrooms, Onions and Peas there was enough Diversity on the plate, pieces of Sliced Green Chillies were also a welcomed sight, extra Bite.

The lack of Seasoning was immediately apparent, at least there was a sense of Spice. The hoped for – Blast of Flavour – never emerged. Whilst the Lamb was suitably Tender, it was not giving out much Flavour other than Meatiness. From somewhere, there was a hint of the ubiquitous – Clydebank Curry Taste. This may or may not be what the people want, it most certainly is what we get.

If Taj Mahal is on one’s doorstep then it’s fine. New Kismet Tandoori (Glasgow) remains my favoured Takeaway in the Clydebank area. Mr. Tasty in Whitecrook is the only Clydebank Takeaway I have not visited. I note they won an Award recently, perhaps next time.

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Glasgow – Desi Cafe (Desi – Curry Palace) – Going from Strength to Strength

Unbelievably, it is a year since Hector and Mother last visited Desi Cafe (140 Allison St. Glasgow G42 8RP). We were amongst the first customers when the Desi – Curry Palace expanded to the adjacent premises and ceased just being a Takeaway. I have popped my head in the door in passing to see Ikram who still mans the Takeaway.

Parking round the corner, I was surprised to see Ahmed, Mein Host, walking towards us. He was parked in the same side street. I assured him we were on our way to his premises.

Entering just after 14.00 half of the tables were occupied, within minutes all were. The counter has moved since I was last here, now providing access to the Takeaway Grill. Presumably, the actual cooking takes place in the new kitchen in the Desi Cafe and the reheating and Bread is done in the Desi – Curry Palace. Access to the Facilities is also easier.

A Young Chap talked me through the Dishes on offer. Aloo Gosht on-the-bone was the only Meat option, Chicken being dismissed. One day I might remember to ask for the Menu. Two Portions of Aloo Gosht, one portion of Rice and one Chapatti were ordered.

On returning to my seat I acknowledged two Chaps sitting opposite, they were clearly enjoying the Fayre. They – discoveredDesi Cafe some three weeks ago and have been here often since. I introduced myself and gave them a Calling Card each. I hopefully persuaded them to try the other Curry Cafes nearby: Yadgar, Sheerin Palace and Ambala. No doubt our paths will cross again.

Two warm plates were presented, this always pleases Mother. I halved the Rice, one Portion was enough to share. The Chapatti was partially redundant, but then, how else can one dip?

Dipping the Chapatti into the Shorva, the Flavour was oh so familiar, Classic Desi Cuisine. This one does not get in Mainstream Curry Houses. There was a big Spice hit, the Seasoning was sufficient, not obtrusive.

Decanting the Meat, I counted six pieces, two were on-the-bone. Each of the two large pieces of Potato was cut into more manageable sizes, I now had a decent portion. Some of the Shorva was retained in the bowl, for more dipping and to flavour the Rice at the endgame. Delightful Curry, so simple.

Mother made great progress, she definitely eats more than she did when we started these Lunchtime Outings.

Two things going on here – she remarked – spice, and heat, burny.

Every grain of Rice was devoured, every bone sucked. We certainly had our money’s worth.

The Bill

£13.00. For two meals, great value.

The Aftermath

Ahmed’s son asked:

How was the food?

Always good – was the reply.

Ahmed had a chat with Mother as we departed, this she loves.

Driving along Allison Street, I noticed that Lasani Grill was boarded up, derelict. Maybe someone will tell me what happened here?

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