Paris – Palais Des Rajpout – The Return to Passage Brady

Posted on April 10, 2018 by Hector

The return to Blighty being on the 21.01 Eurostar this evening, Lord Clive and Lady Maggie of Crawley decided to join Hector and Marg for Curry at the much respected locus of Paris Curry – Passage Brady. Having walked through the Curry Arcade on Saturday afternoon, Hector had already chosen both the venue for today and his Curry. Balti Gosh Agneau (€14.00) at Palais Des Rajpout (64-66 Passage Brady, 33 Boulevard de Strasbourg, 75010 Paris, France).

We dropped our bags at Gare du Nord then began the walk down both parts of Rue du Faubourg St. Denis passing many Curry Houses en route. Lahore Lahore was pointed out and the other venue on the same street with the same name. Lahore Lahore (@158) impressed, Shan did not. We reached Passage Brady @13.00. The Chap greeting outside Palais Des Rajpout was delighted when four of us spontaneously walked in. Marg reckons he recognised me having given me a Card on Saturday.

We were shown into a surprisingly small room which was connected to another by a narrow passageway. Menus were provided, as I took my photos I tried to make sense of the layout, the Dishes were all over the place. I nearly changed my mind and have a Fish Curry of some sort, but then decided to stick to the plan. Hector has not had a Lamb Curry in a Formal Restaurant in Paris this trip.

I asked the Waiter if Rice was inclusive, not here. Choice: Plain Rice @€3.00 or Riz Rajpouts Special @5.00. Given some of the outrageous prices I have paid for Bier on this trip, a couple of Euros more felt worth the investment.

Marg announced she was having Agneau Rogan Josh (€12.00) then changed her mind. Agneau Rajpouts Special (€13.00) with a Rajpout Nan (€4.00) it would be. Nuts, Raisins and Cream, how could she not?

Clive listened to the list, Poulet Vindaloo (€12.00) it would be because he wanted to say these words. Normally he and Maggie share their Rice and Bread. A Garlic Nan (€4.00) and another Special Rice would be added to Maggie’s – Poisson Rajpout Special (€12.00). Sharing Rice, we’ll see.

A litre Bottle of Badoit (€6.00) would be shared by Marg and Hector. Clive and Maggie’s Bottle of Still Water may have cost the same.

It was another Waiter who came to take the Order, Mein Host, judging by his more formal attire. He asked Clive to nominate his Spice Level: Spicy, Very Spicy, Very Very Spicy. Very Spicy – was agreed upon, I opted for – Spicy.

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Two Complimentary Poppadoms and three Dips were placed on the table. One Dip was advised to be – Very Spicy. Hector was not bothering about these. Marg enjoyed the Poppadom especially given the presence of Cumin Seeds which is typical in Europe. Clive confirmed the Spice Level of the highlighted Dip and that he believed it to be Pickle based:

A bit fiery.

There was time to discover the rest of the premises. The adjacent room had fewer tables and felt more spacious. The cavernous basement housed the – facilities. At the top of the stairs leading there was a Bar. Another flight of stairs suggested the kitchen may well have been above us. The décor was bright, colourful, traditional without the clutter of ornaments. I liked the engraving on the chairs. So, should Rajpout have an – s – at the end or not? The outside signage and the chairs suggest not. The Menu was a series of contradictions.

The Balti Gosh, Chicken Vindaloo, Plain Naan and Maggie’s Poisson Rajpout Special arrived first. The Fish Dish turned out to be a Biryani. Today, – Curry de poisson en sauce – would not feature any Masala. Dry as I prefer my Curry to be, I still like some Masala.

It’s a bit dry – was Maggie’s repeated comment. At least she could begin, the rest of us were lacking a key part of our Meal for quite a few minutes. Finally the Riz Rajpouts Special was placed on my left, adjacent to Maggie’s Biryani. The volume was comparable. When I was told that this was – for two – I had to wonder, especially when I knew that Marg would be claiming some. It was now just as well that Maggie had a Biryani, stretching this Quantity of Rice to four would have been difficult.

For the last two days I have been given more Rice than I could eat and paid next to nothing for it. The entire Meal including Rice and peripherals have cost €7.00 and €10.00 respectively. This – double portion – of Special Rice cost €10.00. OK, I’m in a Restaurant, but given the liberal portions of Rice across Europe, this was a bit stingy. At least today there would be no Rice wasted which is in keeping with – The Curry-Heute Campaign.

Riz Rajpouts Special

It’s – Very Special. With Peas, Groundnuts, and Sultanas, it was very tasty in its own right. The Rice was a big hit.

Agneau Rajpouts Special

Behold, pieces of Lamb in a Yellow, Creamy, Soup-like Masala. The antithesis of a Hector Curry, Marg generally loves this. Such is the comprehensive coverage in Curry-Heute when I get to dine with others. How long is it since my last Lamb Karahi?

Marg gave me a piece of her Naan to try. The Sweetness hit instantly, not for me either, but it suited Marg perfectly. The Bread was delightfully Soft, but for €4.00 I would have expected a Larger Naan.

Very creamy with a kick – so Marg informed me – some of the Lamb was a bit chewy.

The Rice was wonderful with plenty of variety, and the sweet bread complemented the Curry.

Poisson Rajpouts Special

Maggie had her portion of Rice with Fish. All I could see was the large pieces of Fish embedded in the same Rice that everyone else was enjoying. The – Dry – nature of this Dish has been established. Marg came to Maggie’s rescue with her surplus Creamy Masala. Was the lack of a – sauce – as described in the Menu an oversight, or was this the intended outcome?

With the situation addressed, Maggie began to thoroughly enjoy her choice:

Every time I take a bite, there’s something else.

Poulet Vindaloo

Had the focus been better in my choice (below), then it would be more apparent that the Masala in the Vindaloo was decidedly thinner, Hector had chosen well. Clive took care of his share of the Rice and most of the Garlic Naan, as ever he used the Naan to mop up the bowl and plate, his system, he likes it that way.

A very good level of Spice, just about right, fierce without being….

The inclusion of – Potato – may have surprised Clive. What else would he expect in a Vindaloo. Anyway, this he enjoyed too.

Balti Gosh Agneau

Quantity – again was the first thought, but as I decanted the Lamb and Minimal Masala I did reach double figures. The Meat to Masala Ratio was very well judged, this was so different from what Marg had been given. The familiar Ginger Strips and Fresh Coriander topped the dish. This was a Mainstream Curry, the term for once being used in a positive sense.

The Masala was Tomato-rich, delightfully Thick. The Spice Level was not challenging, the Seasoning, however, was way below that which is required to release the Flavours of the Spices and Herbs. As the Masala became absorbed by the Rice so the Rice became tastier, the Lamb became isolated.

I’ve had better Lamb. If it’s true that the French invented their Cuisine to be rich in Sauce, then Curry should be well within their capabilities. In the end, I too was effectively left with a – Biryani.

The Bill

€76.00 (£66.09) Restaurant prices.

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was well received. Tea and Coffee – on the house – was offered, but declined. We had plans for the Champs Elysees.

Little did I expect to stumble across a Curry House on the Champs Elysees – La Rose du Kashmir. No, I did not have another Curry, but do feel this venue deserves reporting.

Palais Des Rajpout – Menu extracts

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Paris – La Rose du Kashmir – One for the future

Posted on April 10, 2018 by Hector

It is not often that I add a Blog entry for a Curry House I have not actually eaten in, today is such a day. Walking slowly down the Champs Elysees this afternoon I was not expecting to find an Indo-Pak Restaurant, but there was a Chap with a sign. In one of the many arcades leading off this World famous street lies La Rose du Kashmir (66 avenue des Champs Elysees, 75008 Paris, France). Marg, Clive and Maggie went in to an adjacent shoe shop, Hector went to investigate.

La Rose du Kashmir is at the rear of the arcade. I had a look in, this is the type of venue Marg enjoys being taken too, quite Pukka. I studied the Menu, the prices reflect the address. The presence of Lamb Karahi – Agneau Karahi Gosht (€17.00) is why this Blog has been posted.

Apart from the nightmare involved in boarding the Eurostar at Gare du Nord, a return to Paris looks likely. La Rose du Kashmir will be the first port of call.  Butter Chicken (€14.90) for Marg?  And the Bread prices are better than the majority of Aberdeen venues!

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Paris – Food Center – They’re having a laugh, at Hector’s expense

Posted on April 9, 2018 by Hector

Afghani Korma – it said on the display board outside the Food Center (108c Boulevard de Rochechouart, 75018 Paris) as we passed yesterday afternoon on our walk to Montmarte. This was enough for Hector to postpone a return to the almost guaranteed delights of Passage Brady for another day.

Marg and Hector took the Metro to Pigalle. Marg stopped off for her Breakfast at La Marmite, her sort of place. Hector, in full explorer mode was determined to give another Paris Curry Cafe a go. Curry Cafe? The sign above the door said – Fast Food. Hopefully this would not be – Chicken Ding.

Inside the signage confirmed: Afghani Korma, with a Drink (€10.00).

Afghani Korma Agneau?

The Chap serving nodded.

Sit in?

I nodded.

Take a seat – he said pointing to the long and narrow room.

Food Center is a shiny cafe, very bright. The customers were mostly teenagers having Wraps. I took my seat at 12.20, the food arrived fifteen minutes later.

A Mint Raita accompanied a Large plate of Rice with a lesser quantity of Curry. The Lamb was into double figures, and so one cannot complain about the Price/Quantity Ratio. Kidney Beans stood out in the Soup-like Blended Masala. Kidney Beans?  Peruvian sourced?

I had no drink and so stopped my Chap as he passed by; a Coke was secured, no glass, no straw, no frills.

The Seasoning may have been acceptable, there endeth the positive. There was virtually no Spice and next to no Flavour. I accidentally bit into the solitary Green Cardamom, that changed things, then I found a piece of a stem, from what?. I hoped for other Flavours, the Masala had something, but not a lot. I spooned on the remaining Shorva, nothing happening here.

Afghani? OK, the Masala appeared to be Tomato-based, there was little sign of Onions present. Korma? In what way was this a – Korma? Afghani Korma? Aye right. Even calling this – Curry – is quite generous.

Hector is not – a cheese eating surrender minky (sic) – every so often one finds a gem of a venue. I would never have found the unbelievably wonderful Pak Taka Tak in Athena (Hellas) had I not been willing to take risks. Still, I would rather endure this than face Euro Food.

The Bill

€10.00. (£8.85) At least I was fed for a sensible price.

The Aftermath

No Calling Card was left, this was not a Curry House.

I walked back to fetch Marg who had just paid €22.00 for her Tuna Salad etc.

And so to Le Louvre on a rainy Paris Monday. La Joconde – Mona Lisa – may attract all the attention. On the opposite wall is a much grander canvas which I have renamed:

The Anticipation of Yadgar #250.

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Paris – Lahore Lahore – I’m a Great Big Persistent Old Hector

Posted on April 8, 2018 by Hector

Curry- Heute is eight years old – today.

 

Rue du Faubourg St. Denis is the street which separates Gare du Nord and Gare de l’Est. To the south it ends at the grand arch Porte Saint-Denis on Boulevard de Strasbourg, however it is split by Boulevard de Magenta which makes appear to be two separate streets on the map. Confused? I was yesterday, but not today.

Rue de Faubourg is easily found at the south east exit of Gare Du Nord, Lahore Lahore (158 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris) is a few metres from there. The display board outside had a seductive photo of Lahori Karahi, let me in.

Agneau – Lamb Karahi? – I asked the Chap who served.

No Lamb Karahi.

The Menu poster above the counter also showed Lahori Karahi (€40.00). Ouch!

I then surveyed the Dishes on display, I instantly felt at home. Here were Dishes similar to what I would see in a Glasgow (Scotland) Punjabi Curry House.

Agneau Curry?

A tray of Lamb Shorva sat deeper behind the counter, success.

With Rice please.

Marg asked for her usual Samosas (€2.00) then decided to add one piece of Vegetable Pakora.

I took my seat mid-room but was invited back to the counter to pay.

Payer Avant de Manger S.V.P. – a sign said above the counter.

The Bill

€7.00 (£6.20). Suddenly I felt hungry.

I surveyed the scene once more.

Can you add some Vegetable Curry too?

The Chap took this in his stride.  I expected to pay extra.  No more money changed hands.

Marg’s Modest Lunch was presented, then Hector’s massive plateful. All this for €5.00? This is better than Manchester’s Curry Cafes. I counted five pieces of Meat and spotted some Bones. This was the real deal. Pity I had failed to locate Lahore Lahore yesterday.

The Samosas and Pakora were dispatched with efficiency. The Pakora was mainly Potato and was a bit soggy, same for the Samosas. Marg put this down to being reheated in the microwave.

Tasty though – she confirmed.

I had little choice today but to take things slowly. A Noon Curry is a bit early, the digestive system takes a while to reboot. The Vegetable Curry had Peas, Carrots, Green Beans and a little Potato in a Minimal Masala. This was a Classic Curry, gently Spiced and well Seasoned. Each individual Vegetable added its own distinctiveness to the Overall Flavour. The taste-buds were most certainly working in full appreciation mode today.

The Meat didn’t appear to be much in quantity, worried that I had as much Bone as Meat, I took things easy. Then I found that only a splinter was in one of the pieces, and three were Boneless. I had quite enough Meat here.

The Shorva had long disappeared into the abundant Rice. There was more Rice here than I could ever eat. The Lamb Curry had such a familiar Flavour, has Chef been to Manchester? The Flavour of the Tender Lamb came through, I was impressed even though the Spice Level was markedly low. I would not describe this Lamb Curry as – something outstanding – in UK terms, however, after yesterday’s disappointment at Shan, it was totally fulfilling.

The Aftermath

I took the Calling Card to the Chap who had served (second from right) me even though it was evident that Mein Host was now on the premises. He showed it to the Boss, the Website was then revealed. Permission for photos was granted then the Staff lined up.  Excellent, thank you.

For those travelling around Europe on a budget, Lahore Lahore is an excellent Paris venue to call at. One gets fed here.

And so to do the touristy things. After the Tour Eiffel we passed an interesting looking venue at Pigalle – Food Centre.  Afghani Korma?  Very tempting. 

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Paris – Shan – Hector should know better…

Posted on April 7, 2018 by Hector

Long before ‘t’Internet, Hector relied upon serendipity to discover worthy Curry Houses and still does to an extent. The area around terminus train stations has proved to be a happy hunting ground for Curry Cafes and Authentic Indo-Pak Cuisine. Google have made the task simpler, or have they, not today.

On my last visit to Paris in 2015, I achieved mixed results. Things improved for the better when Kassif from The Village (Glasgow) suggested I try Paris‘ equivalent of Brick Lane, i.e. – Passage Brady. For my lunchtime Curry Heute I was determined to find something outwith this concentration of Curry Houses, and it had to be Pakistani, not Indian. Lahore Lahore (158 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris) could be the place. Pakistani Restaurant Lahore Lahore (7 rue Jarry, 7 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris) appeared to tick all boxes.

Having walked down from Gare de L’est Marg and Hector found themselves on Rue du Faubourg. We found Rue Jarry easily but Google was now taking me in a different direction.

Walking down Rue de Faubourg we passed Sheezan (84 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris) and Shan (82 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris) before stumbling across Passage Brady and the Arch in the distance at Boulevard de Strasbourg.

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We were back in familiar territory. Determined to find any Lahore Lahore it was back to Rue Jarry where we found Lahore Sweet at the given address for Pakistani Restaurant Lahore Lahore, it did not sell Curry. On the same side street were Faisal and Sandhou.  I decided Curry-Heute would be at either Sheezan or Shan.

Sheeezan was dark inside, in the depths were a crowd of Chaps, I could not see what they were eating. Next door is Shan, let’s have a look. Shan was empty, tablecloths, albeit Paper, stood out, a much more Pukka venue. Mein Host greeted in French, English was installed as the – Lingua Franca – the Menu was brought, all was set.

Why did I stay?

The Menu was simple, basic, excessively so. Specialities? – where?  I might have rescued the moment by looking more closely at the Beef section, at least Keema Matar (€6.00) and Keema Allo (€6.00) were on offer. Hector as ever was trapped by the Lamb, Agneau Madras (€6.00) it would be. Parata Stuffe (€2.50) could not be ignored. As Rice appeared in a separate section I assumed it was not inclusive. I missed the statement: Tous les plats sont servis du riz.

Marg would try her Lunchtime Samosa routine. Samosas Legumes (€2.50) and Samosa Viande (€4.00) were her choices, the latter was not available. It was established that Capsicum was not part of the Madras. I later took a colourful photo of Red Capsicum at one of the many fruit shops on Rue du Faubourg, this could be a useful prop in the future. Two 500ml Bottles of Sparkling Water (€1.50) completed the Order.

Spoiling Hector’s day was thus avoided, or was it?

Shan remained empty for much of our visit, eventually two Chaps came in separately. One ordered Poulet Korma. I think we know what’s coming.

A plate of Curry with Rice was placed before the Hector. Wtf? If ever a Curry defined what I was not looking for, this was it. Six pieces of Meat sat in a thin, blended Masala. There was not enough Masala to declare this – Soup. More than half of the plate was covered in Rice.

The Paratha was better, much better. A sensible size, it was served whole and was stuffed with Peas and Potato. This was Soft, well Seasoned, Tasty. A success. Marg took a piece and coughed, there was Spice too.

Marg’s Samosas looked lonely on the plate despite the Garnish. The two Dips which has been brought earlier now had a purpose. Marg devoured the Samosas quite quickly then used the Raita to make her share of the Paratha more interesting. Marg was content:

Smaller than expected, but lovely. Very hot inside, freshly done.

Agneau Madras

This was another example of the scenario where I had to accept that Curry is Curry: so what’s not to like? The Curry was well Seasoned and had a decent Kick, not quite – Madras – strength in the UK if one wishes to return to that dubious scale. The Lamb itself was quite tasty and could be classed as – Tender – just. There was nothing in the Overall Flavour to suggest a Punjabi/Pakistani influence, this was a Curry of times gone by.

The Bill

€14.00 (£12.40) Appreciably cheaper than my meal in a – French Restaurant – last night.

The Aftermath

I introduced myself and the Curry-Heute Website. I explained to Mein Host that I travel far and wide eating Curry searching for Punjabi Cuisine in particular. Now he knows, I doubt if he was bothered.

After indulging Marg with a coffee at a Cafe adjacent to the Arch, we walked back up Rue du Faubourg. Beyond Rue Jarry, I spotted the large venue that is Sahil (106 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis, 75010 Paris). I crossed over to investigate further. Agneau Karahi, but €50.00 a Kilo? Who would pay that?

As I crossed back to fetch Marg she pointed to a Curry Cafe directly opposite Sahil – Lahore Lahore, another one. I became determined that tomorrow I was having a Curry at the first identified Lahore Lahore, regardless.

Waiting for Clive and Maggie at Gare du Nord, look who was first off the Eurostar. To paraphrase from Father Ted:

What’s that – Gobshite – doing in my Curry Blog?

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Shan – Menu Extracts

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Crawley – Downsman Curry Club – Was there Life before Methi?

Posted on April 5, 2018 by Hector

Marg and Hector are in Crawley en route to ….. well you’ll find out in a day or two, Curry awaits there too. I dropped hints earlier today on a Social Medium that perhaps we could visit the Downsman Curry Club (Wakehurst Drive, Southgate, Crawley, RH10 6DH) this evening. Lord Clive of Crawley failed to pick up on this, he still asked where I would like to dine this evening. Clive has not been to The Downsman since last August when I was last – Dan Saath – there is a simple explanation. The walk from his house to The Downsman is in the opposite direction to his favoured watering holes. The Downsman may serve Excellent Curry, their Ale defines – Bog Standard.

We arrived @19.00 and took a window seat. We were then invited to move, wet paint. Should they not have hung a sign? I didn’t recognise a single member of staff, so no chance of – The Hector – being recognised today.

Once established in our booth, Menus were fetched, what to have, as if I didn’t know already. The Downsman essentially serves Mainstream Curry, however, some of their Dishes have earned notoriety, there be Flavour. The Lamb Methi (£8.95) is why I was here, and let’s not overlook the Lamb Chops (£8.95), same price as a Main Course.

Marg took a leaf out of Clive’s book and chose Lamb Parsi Dhansak (£8.95) with her usual single Tandoori Roti (£1.95). That is a lot for humble Bread. Perhaps I should start a campaign to restore the straightforward – Chapatti – a much better beast.

Clive opted for Gosht e Laziz (£8.95), whatever that is. A reliable Curry Website relates that this is: Marinated Lamb cooked with fresh chillies and spring onions in a hot sweet & sour sauce. A Patia/Chasni then? There is a Recipe on this Website for Patia, and for once Hector admits it is done best with Chicken. Clive’s favoured Keema Paratha is not on the Menu, sometimes the server has taken this Order, usually not. I would ask, Keema Naan (£2.95) was his fallback. My current Bread preference is Chilli and Coriander Naan, again not on the Menu here.

I went up to the Bar to order and pay, that’s how it’s done at The Downsman. Two portions of Lamb Chops, no Keema Paratha then, Chilli and Coriander Naan was accepted. After the blandness of the Curry we recently  had together in Barcelona, I asked for the Lamb Methi and the Gosht e Laziz to be served – Spicy.

The Bill

£52.60. This was calculated on the Server’s phone, no receipt, no itemisation. Working backwards I can confirm the Chilli and Coriander Naan was also £2.95. No tip, that’s how it’s done at The Downsman.

The food is brought on trays, we watched three other tables being presented with their Orders, then it was time for the Lamb Chops. Five Chops per portion, but check the Girth. These are not the standard served at the majority of venues, these are in effect double thick. Sizzling on the platter, presented on a bed of Onions, this is one of life’s greatest pleasures. To think some Curry Houses serve Lamb Chops on a plate.

The Chops had Blackened Exteriors, Carbon, with the Meat beneath cooked through – to the bone. Drool. Marg remarked on how wonderful they were, she acquired one Chop from each platter, that left Hector and Clive with four each. Is that enough? One could sit and gnaw on these all day long. Marg:

Wonderful! I love the fact they’re burnt on the outside, tender, the largest Chops I’ve seen for a while.

You get Curry here as well – added Clive – one day they’ll sell (decent) Bier, then we’ll never be away.

Marg was searching for scraps, Clive:

Help yourself to as much Onion as you wish.

Five Chops would have been better than four. Last August we managed this then had a suitable gap before ordering the Mains. Thankfully today we were granted a suitable – digestion gap – before the next tray was brought.

Lamb Parsi Dhansak

The Masala was suitably Thick with Lentils. Marg remarked on the Spice Level immediately, had Chef made all three Dishes – Spicy? For once I did not take a sample. Marg:

Very tender Lamb, thick lentil sauce, a little too Spicy for my taste, a change.

One Lamb Chop too many? Marg left about a third, a Takeaway container was brought to the table on request. Do your own.

Gosht e Laziz

Sybees and Fresh Coriander topped the relatively thin Masala. The piece of protruding Lamb had the appearance of Tikka Lamb. Clive doesn’t say much when he’s eating, so no confirmation.

They certainly did the business with that. Excellent, did what it said on the tin, but I think you added to that (Spice).

Clive tends to ignore the majority of his Bread until the Curry is finished then has it as almost an afterthought.

Thinner. Less doughy than other Naans I’ve had. I can taste the Keema in there.

If the above descriptions are not up to my usual standard then it’s all down to the Lamb Methi.

Lamb Methi

The Masala looked creamy, I suppose Cream was in there. It’s the Black Flecks strewn through the Masala that intrigue, Black Methi? How?

The Chilli and Coriander Naan was served in Quarters which always annoys. It was not particularly thick. Apart from that I didn’t pay much more attention to it until I dipped a piece in the Masala. Wtf?

What was this Flavour? I was taken back in time instantly. This was not the usual Methi Masala, the depth of Flavour was way more than the norm. It was the Naan! Dark Red (smoked?) Chillies were there along with the anticipated Coriander Leaves, but there was more. Fine shavings of another Chilli species covered the Naan. This was something new, something to celebrate, The Downsman have a – Killer Naan – here. I have stopped ordering Garlic Naan as the Garlic tends to dominate the Overall Flavour of the Curry. This Naan was the – Perfect Complement.

The Meat was beyond Tender, Soft, but far from turning to Pulp. This Quality Lamb was giving off Spice, so often the Meat is an afterthought in the preparation of Curry, just chuck it in the Masala at the end. Whole Green Chillies were in the Thick Masala, just how – Spicy – was this Curry? Chillies were everywhere, the Methi gave the distinctive Bitterness which balanced any Sweetness which may have been present in the base Creamy Masala.

Did I describe The Downsman as – Mainstream – above? This was as good as Lamb Methi gets.

The Aftermath

Normally a taxi takes us back to town. With Clive now retired, it was the Bus.

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Glasgow – Sheerin Palace – Visit #13 – Must do Better

Posted on April 4, 2018 by Hector

The Mother of Hector has been taken to Sheerin Palace (300 Allison St, Govanhill/Crosshill, Glasgow, G42 8HQ) twice, and enjoyed it both times. As has been written oft, Marg had never been. Being the school vacation, today was deemed to be the day when this Curry Triumvirate would lunch together at this most humble of establishments.

Entering @13.30, four Chaps were finishing their meal. They were sat at the optimum table at this time of year, adjacent to the mobile gas heater. We chose the next table far from any drafts, it needed wiped, nobody came. Hector used remnant napkins and did the deed, not a good start.

With the Ladies settled, I went up to the counter to survey the spread. Kofta Anda? I could see whole Eggs protruding through the mass of Oily Shorva, but no Meatballs. Mein Host confirmed this was indeed the much sought after Kofta Anda. One of my Favourite Dishes served at Sheerin Palace, and Lamb Kofta too. The usual Lamb Curry on-the-bone was not on offer today, a first?

Next to a mean looking Spinach Dish was an enticing Vegetable Curry, I could not miss out on this. Daal Makhani was there too, tempting, but the Order was taking shape in my mind, another day.

One Rice (Chicken Biryani), three portions of Kofta Anda, one portion of Vegetable Curry, one Roti. And, can you make sure the plates are hot please?

Mein Host mentally noted the Order and asked for clarification – One Roti?

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By this time we had the room to ourselves, still nobody came to clear up. Short staffed today? The temperature outside was 2°C, it was not much warmer inside. When will Spring arrive?

I announced that today we would be having a Surprise. Within minutes a large helping of Chicken Biryani was presented with three spoons. Vapour was rising from the Rice. A Modest Salad and Raita accompanied plus the all important dinner plates. They were at least warm, the chill had been taken from them.

Marg dished out the Rice, a small piece of Chicken each. Marg and Mother tore into the Rice:

Is this all we’re having? – asked Marg.

No, so leave the Rice as the base for what follows, eat the Chicken.

Mother said the Rice was cold. This was not possible, surely. We could all see the vapour rising from each of the three plates, she had found a cold spot. More mixing of the Rice once it came out of the microwave was required.

Mein Host returned minutes later with three plates of Kofta Anda and the Vegetable Curry. Now we had a Feast. I asked for a jug of water, this arrived with the Roti.

The Food was not Hot, it was well short of being at an appetising level. Marg and I coped, we had to send Mother’s bowl of Kofta Anda back to be reheated. We could have sent the lot back.

Sweet Centre & Restaurant – it says above the door. I accept  Sheerin Palace for what it is, a Curry Cafe selling Excellent Food, most of which is bought as a Takeaway. If they wish to attract customers, and also have Hector encourage people to come here and sit in, then they will have to do better than this.

Kofta Anda

Four Meatballs with the telltale pink interior confirming they were Lamb Kofta, and one whole hard boiled Egg. Of course, it’s all about the accompanying Shorva. The Shorva was well Seasoned and had a modest Kick. Green Cardamom were present, this was a seriously tasty Curry. The Rice soaked up the Shorva adding more to the Biryani base. The Roti was shared out, Marg caught on to dipping it, into Mother’s Hot Shorva. Look at what we should have all had.

Sadly, Mother has no memory of introducing Egg Curry into our lives. The Recipe for this is here. She thought it would have been better if the Egg had been softer, then it would have been all over the place I assured her.

Perhaps Egg should appear in Curry more often, Hard Boiled or otherwise. When I get around to replicating the Superb – Shahi Kofta – as served at the International (Bradford), I shall add the Recipe for this too. Meanwhile there are many above.

Vegetable Curry

Potatoes were to the fore with Carrots, Peas, Cauliflower, Green Chillies, Aubergine and one almost offending slice of Red Capsicum. Mother found a piece of Cinnamon Bark, Marg found a – Fruit Pip – probably in the Rice. Two Pips in one week.

The Vegetables were in a Minimal Masala Mash, the Seasoning was Perfect. The whole Green Chillies added to the overall bite, this was a Spicy Curry. Despite today’s environmental limitations, we all enjoyed this.

It was lovely, tasty – remarked Mother as she cleared her plate. The appetite appears to be increasing with each outing.

The food was good enough, just needed to be hotter – was Marg’s summary. She did note that the food presented to the later Diners had the appearance of being served – Hot.  The heater had by now been moved mid room.

Two Chaps behind me were tearing into a Punjabi Sweet. Marg was having some of this. She went up to the counter and returned with a plateful. I wouldn’t be touching this, Mother sampled and pronounced it to be – too Sweet. Even Marg was defeated. Once piece would have been enough.

And so, Hector has taken Marg to Sheerin Palace knowing that she prefers venues with ambience. Had the Fayre been presented as Hot as it should have been, the visit would have have been a success. I doubt if Marg will be running back to Sheerin Palace. As for Mother, a summer venue only from now on.

The Bill

£23.00. The most I have ever paid at Sheerin Palace, five Main Courses in effect, plus Sweets.

The Aftermath

Now the Kofta Anda was clear for all to see.

We took our leave, back to Mother’s for a Hot Drink and some warmth.

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Aberdeen – Lahore Karahi – Seven @ Six, Astonishing Fish Curry

Posted on April 2, 2018 by Hector

When we are in Aberdeen, Marg takes care of the day until 18.00, thereafter it’s Hector’s time to make arrangements. In this two night stay there could only be one Curry, Shri Bheema’s at Bridge of Don is overdue another visit, however, Lahore Karahi (145 King St, Aberdeen, AB24 5AE) is more convenient for – activities afterwards – and IMHO, is the best source of Curry in Aberdoom.

Sister-in-law Laura would join us for Curry for the first time since the inception of Curry-Heute. Euan made his debut last time and was back for more. Graeme has been to Lahore Karahi possibly more times than Hector. Hector’s Aberdoom Diaspora has expanded with the arrival of erstwhile colleague Kirsty and husband Ross. Of the seven who assembled at 18.00, five are – non-Aberdoomian.

Bier auf dem Tisch, Kostenlos

Lahore Karahi operates a BYOB policy without a – corkage – charge. For the first time in Hector’s company, some took advanatage of this. Tap Water had to suffice for Hector as Sparkling Water is still not available.

Starters were mooted then dismissed, let’s do the Curry justice. Kirsty and Ross took advice from the Hector and admitted they had consulted a well known and reliable Curry Blog prior to their arrival, two more Readers today. Both opted for Chicken: Chicken Karahi (£7.95) for Kirsty, Kashmir Korma with Mango (£7.95) for Ross. They would share a Garlic Naan (£2.50) and a Pilau Rice (£3.00). Marg, Laura and Euan all chose Lamb Karahi (£8.50), a Dish I have enjoyed here previously, especially when served on-the-bone. Marg would attempt to stick to her usual single Chapatti, here they be Roti (£1.20); not as satisfying as a Chapatti, but at a price which is acceptable. Mushroom Rice for Laura (£3.00), then Euan and Graeme decided to share a Mushroom Rice and a Garlic Naan. Graeme helped extend the Curry-Heute coverage by ordering a Curry he had not had here before: Piaz Gosht (Onions/Lamb) (£8.50). Hector was here for the Fish Curry (9.00). Having seen this on my last visit I was taken by Graeme’s enthusiasm. Mushroom Rice for Hector also, though briefly I toyed with a Chilli and Coriander Naan. In anticipation of abundant Masala, Rice felt like the better option.

The Chap took the Order, only Hector asked for Spicy, and also enquired about adding – Methi – to the Fish Curry. Various Soft Drinks were ordered too.

At 18.28 seven Hot Plates were set before us, the Curry followed a few moments later. They did well to get this out timeously, though it was only around this time when other Diners began to arrive. During the wait the conversation was mostly about pets: cats, tortoises. Daisy and Fluffy (cats?) have never been mentioned in Curry-Heute before, and hopefully never again.

Those who ordered Rice all marvelled at the Quantity. Marg managed to convince Laura that she wanted half of her Roti in exchange for Rice. Staring at my very impressive mound of Mushroom Rice, I decided not to decant, let’s bring the Curry to the Rice.

One Naan was lacking Garlic, this was sorted quickly. I mentioned to Euan, sitting on my immediate right, why I no longer order this – the Garlic tends to dominate and can unbalance the Flavours from the Curry. Soon we had two Shiny Garlic Naans and a plate of Salad! With no side-plates, I was not going near this. With a side-plate, I probably wouldn’t have bothered either, too late.

Lamb Karahi

Topped with Fresh Tomato, Coriander and Ginger Strips, the Karahi here still approaches Mainstream Curry. The Quantity of Masala is much more plentiful, also blended, and not how it is served at say Glasgow’s Yadgar, Karahi Palace, Ambala Deli Bar or Manchester’s Dera. Still, in Aberdeen it is a Curry I have come to know and respect despite it not having the appearance of true Desi-cuisine.

A lovely dish – said Marg – plenty taste, good tender meat. I can’t believe how much Rice there was, I enjoyed the Mushroom Rice for a change. The Roti was not the same as a Chapatti (goes too crispy, too quickly) which is what I wanted.

It is about time Hector challenged Lahore Karahi to make a Punjabi Chapatti which maintains its softness.

Delicious, quite saucy – remarked Laura – I particularly liked the Mushroom Rice.

Euan’s comments covered the entire experience:

The Lamb was very good, as was the Rice. It is great you can BYOB and no corkage. Personally would have preferred the Garlic Naan to have less Garlic Butter, it was a bit overpowering. However, given the price, quality and BYOB, this is one of the best places in Aberdeen.

Chicken Karahi

It is over two years since Kirsty, Marg and Hector last had Curry together, Helensburgh’s Akash closed soon aftewards.

The Toppings were the same as the Lamb Karahi but a bit on the skimpy side. Large pieces of Chicken protruded through the Tomato-rich blended Masala. Kirsty:

One of the best I’ve had, creamy without being greasy.

Creamy?– interjected Hector.

A creamy texture obviously with no cream, not the usual gravy sauce.

Indeed, and not the Masala one might expect in a Karahi at all.

Kashmir Korma (with Mango)

Ross was sat on my left, I witnessed all of his positive statements throughout the meal. This was my first ever Curry with him and so I do not know his norm. For Hector, this was a Dish best avoided, far too much Masala, and let’s not start me on Chicken Curry. I was not eating it, Ross was thoroughly enjoying it:

It wasn’t as sweet as you would imagine it to be, more heat than you would expect a Korma to have, which was agreeable to me. Well balanced, Chicken cooked well (perhaps) slightly overdone. Glad to have found a good Curry House in Aberdeen.

Piaz Gosht

Dopiaza, is what Graeme and Hector agreed upon for the Piaz Gosht. There was an abundance of Onion, the dreaded Big Blobs. How this otherwise differed from the Karahi I cannot comment. Graeme’s enthusiasm maintained, perhaps he is not bothered by – Ballast.

As always, the food was excellent. The Lamb was tender and perfectly cooked, with a fine balance of Ginger and other Spices. The Mushroom Rice and Garlic Naan were also very good.

Fish Curry (with Methi)

Look at this, a Fish Curry fit for a Hector!

The Methi was visible in the Masala. The Masala looked significantly Thicker than the other Dishes served this evening. The Fish, Haddock confirmed last time, was plentiful. The ratio of Meat to Masala was therefore most pleasing.

I took enough to start, the second photo reveals the Quality of this Curry. Bring it on.

From the first tasting I was sold on this. The Fish Flavour hit the plate instantly, this was full on, and all down to the Seasoning being pitched correctly.  Just as well I asked for – Spicy – else I may not have noticed any. The combined Methi and base Masala was putting this Curry into the Stratosphere. Every mouthful was going to be Absolute Pleasure. This was a truly outstanding Fish Curry.

The Mushroom Rice turned out to be potentially the Ideal Complement adding further – Diversity of Flavour – hang on, what’s this? Pieces of Green Chilli? Oh no! Two slivers of Green Capsicum were uncovered, then some more, yellow too. They were in the Rice. Eight small offending pieces, if cooked in, not distorting the Mushroom Rice and certainly not the Fish Curry whose Flavours would compete with anything alien.

My Curry was Spectacular, Memorable, the – Overall Experience – almost Perfect.

I’ll be having this on every visit – I said to Graeme. Will he ask for – Methi – too next time?

Ross showed me a Green Cardamom which he had avoided eating. A Peppercorn had been left too, and a Pip. We had to ask. Mein Host brought out another Fruit Pip, from a Plum, they are added to the Rice to enhance the Flavour.

More Pips, no Capsicum please!

Coffee?

Marg was up for Coffee, even Dessert. VDT! Fortunately a tray with seven Complimentary Desserts was presented – Semolina topped with Pistachio. Very tasty, a good touch, appreciated, and saved us another half hour which would be better spent in the P.O.W.

The Bill

£79.35. Where else in Aberdeen can seven people eat this Quantity and Quality in Aberdeen? The Sensible pricing of Bread makes this possible.

The Aftermath

I left another Calling Card to ensure the above is noted.

That was the best Fish Curry I have had in Scotland – I said to the Chap at the counter as I handed over the cash.

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Glasgow – Karahi Palace – To The Bone

Posted on March 31, 2018 by Hector

It is still difficult to believe that Karahi Palace (51 – 53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) is not queued out every night of the week. When will the planned upgrade take place? This is Hector’s 89th visit, so Karahi Palace should be next to receive the #100 Visit Curry-Heute Award as presented to Yadgar Kebab House only seven days ago. This could well occur in early 2019 ceteris paribus.

Ayaz, Mein Host, greeted me from the cooking position to the rear of the premises. Qaiser was out front tonight, he told me what I was having, my usual:

Karahi Lamb (£7.90) with extra Methi.

As with my last visit in January, I strayed from the solitary Chapatti and opted for a Chilli and Coriander Naan (£2.00). I heard Qaiser announce – Methi – to Ayaz as he relayed the Order.

Four Chaps had arrived seconds before me and took the window table. I sat at the adjacent table, well away from the door, winter has returned. There was little sign of activity upstairs which around 22.00 on a Saturday night does puzzle. The good people of Glasgow do not know what they are missing. By the time my food came, all four of the downstairs tables were occupied, as ever the Takeaway business flowed.

Karahi Lamb

The Curry was – Super-hot – too hot to touch, yet not enough to burn the palate with sufficient care taken. The Naan was a sensible size, I could foresee most of this being eaten at the start. Strangely, I found myself eating more of the Naan than I would normally eat of a Chapatti. The combination of Chilli and Coriander adds Spice and Herbs, is this not what Curry is about?

I didn’t bother counting the Meat, I knew the Portion was substantial. The Bone count was well within acceptable parameters, there was enough eating here to satisfy a Hector.

This was instant pleasure, the Oily residue was already collecting around the rim of the Karahi, seeping from the Masala Mash. With the provided spoon, I scooped some the Mash from under the Meat to eat with the strips of Naan. What a combination. This could become a new Hector Standard. A near Perfect Naan, Soft and well-fired around the edges, and no skimping on the Toppings.  Perhaps just a bit on the Flat side. Tawa cooked?

Ayaz was taking no prisoners with the Spice Level. Some may have struggled with this, I was in my element, two months and eleven days since I was last here. I’m due back in under two weeks when we next visit Staggs (Musselburgh). The Seasoning and Herb content was as my prescription. The Bones were working their magic, so much Flavour in this Karahi. I spotted some Columnar Lamb as I took a Meat shrouded Bone, so this is where it originates. I have often suspected this – cut – was Beef given the fibrous texture, now I know for sure it’s Lamb. I appeared to have the top of the ribs, Hector-the-Butcher. To describe this Meat as – Succulent – would be an understatement. Pleasure? Immense Pleasure.

To The Point – what is this TV show?

Ayaz passed by, – thumbs up – were exchanged. Ayaz can cook.

Hector was in – awe – a – Seasonal Sentiment?

Awe, truly this was a great Karahi Lamb.

The Bill

£9.90. Simples.

The Aftermath

Marg came to fetch me from the nearby Laurieston which featured in this week’s – Still Game.

Free tea and biscuits for the designated driver.

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Glasgow – The Moti Mahal – Curry & Hugs from Tony

Posted on March 29, 2018 by Hector

Until yesterday, I did not know of the existence of The Moti Mahal (123 Old Castle Road, Cathcart, Glasgow G445TJ). A taxi driver took a seemingly bizarre route to the Linn Crematorium along Old Castle Rd., behold a Curry House which was not on Hector’s radar.

Located in the heart of Cathcart in a residential area, The Moti Mahal may lie along the route linking Newlands to Croftfoot, however, one does not frequent this part of the Southside too often. I decided to visit today as part of my determined effort to have reviewed all Southside Curry Houses (Chains excepted?) by the end of this year. That I keep finding more c.f. Tandoori Grill House, is not making the task any simpler. It is worth noting the number of Southside Curry Houses which have closed in Glasgow since the inception of Curry-Heute, those in [square brackets].

On the train over to Cathcart, five stops from Glasgow Central, I read as many reviews as I could find on The Moti Mahal. When the name – Tony – popped up I realised I knew Mein Host and have done so for well over twenty years. We last met when I was invited to bring Marg, Mags and Dr. Stan to his former premises Curry Haven in Strathaven. That was a night to remember.

I entered The Moti Mahal @17.15, fifteen minutes after opening time, I was the first customer of the day. I was greeted by a Chap I would later establish as Amrit. Tony was sitting in the far corner, a pillar half obscured the view. When Tony saw me he was straight over to greet.

Do you know who this guy is? – he said to Amrit. This is the guy who does all the writing. Introductions were made, a hug was in order as I was shown to my seat. Tony was evidently pleased to see me.

Chicken Wings, I’m going to do you Chicken Wings – declared Tony before I had a chance to look at the Menu. These would be cooked in a clay oven then pan fried in a Garlic Masala. I asked if their Karahi would feature Capsicum. Amrit admitted it normally would but it could be avoided. I explained why I have an abhorrence of Capsicum in Curry. This appeared to be understood, so why do people persist?

A Lamb Karahi was agreed with Mushroom and Peas Jeera Rice to accompany. A Glass of Sparkling Water was brought with two Poppadoms, two Dips and some Spiced Onions. The Onions were a standout, with a slight Sweetness and well Spiced, these impressed. I ate one Poppadom, I had an inkling of what might follow. By this time, Tony had disappeared into the kitchen to supervise the creation of The Hector Curry.

A Brief History of Curry Time

Back in 1985, these premises were the Anand. Tony and his then business partner moved to Strathbungo and opened the New Anand which is where I first encountered them in the mid 1990s. The Ladz (sic) used to enjoy The Buffet there of an evening.

Tony then went on his own opening India Gate opposite the Allison Arms. The strength of the Garlic in a Lamb Bhuna I had there lives on in Hector’s memory. I have tried to to replicate this many times and have failed. It was Curryspondent Bill (beware of taxi doors, Bill!) who arranged for our visit to Curry Haven (Strathaven) which Tony tells me is now just a Takeaway, though I cannot find any evidence that it has survived. His Lady Colleague who had been sat at the corner table throughout, informed me that The Moti Mahal has been in operation here since September 2016.

What about the original Moti Mahal? – I asked.

Amrit reminded me that this was what became the Alishan Tandoori on Battlefield Road.

Tandoori Chicken Wings

A plateful of Chicken was set before me. Five Chicken Wings, and not the skimpy ones which many venues serve. They were too hot to touch, no way was I using cutlery. There’s only one way to eat Chicken.

Annoyingly, my camera did not record a quality photo, only the LG which is nowhere near as good, so apologies for the slight fuzziness here.

Having eaten nothing all day prior to my arrival at The Moti Mahal, I was hungry. Once I was able to pick one up it was time to savour. Whilst I eschew Chicken Curry, Starters are a different matter. The Spice hit, then the Flavour of the Garlic came through. I discarded the bones to a separate plate and so revealed what lay beneath the Chicken Wings. Here was a layer of Masala rich in Chopped Green Chillies, Fresh Coriander, Garlic Cloves and Ginger Strips. The complexity in this Masala was remarkable. Tony appeared from the kitchen:

Talk to me!

The above was related, the Garlic being the key element.

My response earned a pat on the back.

For once I can forgive the Red Food Dye which is always employed when Tandoori Chicken is created. These were Outstanding Chicken Wings.

A finger bowl was provided and a towel.  I must have looked a picture.

Tell Tony I only have one stomach.

Amrit and I chatted whilst Tony and his regular kitchen staff busied themselves. I heard the term – Bhuna – at one point. Good, I thought, a suitably Thick Masala. I mentioned my recent visit to Barcelona and that although the Curry Houses appeared to have all the right Dishes, they fell a bit short on Flavour. Amrit mentioned – Manchester. He has friends/relatives in Cheetamhill but has never been to Dera. I showed him my coverage of Dera, Tony was out to see this too. Cue a Trip to Manchester. The Company booked one yesterday – Irmin Schmidt!

Lamb Karahi

The lack of – Red – made me think – Namkeen. Indeed, this Thick Masala Mash was reminiscent of Afghan Cuisine. The Masala had two elements, the Thick Onion Mash and the Oily Shorva which collected around the edge of the Karahi. There was more Meat than I could count, time to decant.

Mushroom Peas Jeera Rice

There was enough here for two, even three at a stretch. I knew before I started that I would be taking Rice away with me. Fortunately being on my own patch I could do so. The Great Euro Rice Wastage would not be in vogue today. The Mushrooms were Fresh, Chunky, this Rice was Excellent.

I had declined Bread which may well have been the better accompaniment.  Who eats a Karahi with Rice?  But I did arrive hungry.

I arranged the Meat and Masala on top of the Rice. Two Green Chillies and a wedge of Tomato topped the Curry, I found more Mushrooms cooked in. The Meat on my plate was in double figures with still more left in the Karahi.This was not the Tikka Lamb which is usually serevd in a Karahi at The Moti Mahal, this had been cooked specially for Hector.

The Spice was Moderate, no need to go overboard, the Chillies were there as backup. The Seasoning was Fine, the potential was there for the Flavours to emerge. How Chefs attain this level of tenderness in Lamb I know not. This was so Soft and yet showed no signs of tending towards pulp. The Flavour of the Lamb itself was prominent.

When Tony asked the customary question.

Namkeen – was my reply. This appeared to impress all three staff members present. This was a very Flavoursome Karahi, a bit short of a – Wow – but very impressive.

I see Methi Gosht (£7.95) is on their Takeaway Menu, tempting.

Tony described a Leg of Lamb Dish that is one of his Favourite Creations. It takes days to prepare. He has my number, I am always available for new experiences. As happened at Curry Haven back in 2015, Fish was mentioned.

There are so few places in Glasgow where one can get a decent Fish Karahi – I proffered. Maybe one day, soon.

Tony departed with a delivery, Amrit was left for the end game.

The Bill

I asked for – The Bill – there wasn’t one. There was therefore a Tip above the norm.

The Aftermath

A pint of Tap Water was secured before I departed, this was thirsty work.

I’ll be back.

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