A Takeaway, on a Friday Night? Wtf? T’is the Silly Season, when the Pubs are mobbed with those who venture outwith their comfort zone, and ruin it for everyone else. As I dropped Marg off in Helensburgh for her – Party – she suggested I visit the Akash, however, Hector has his heart set on attempting to repeat the success of earlier this year when I made an impromptu, and late night, visit to the New Kismet (311 Drumry Rd, Drumchapel, Glasgow, G15 8PA). That was a Methi Lamb to remember, Complimentary Chicken Pakora too.
When I bought my last Takeaway in October, I was not sure if Mein Host recognised me, there was no doubting that this evening.
Lamb with Methi, as thick a Masala as you can manage, please. A Mushroom Rice would accompany, though during the wait, as I studied The Menu, I could have had a greater variety of Vegetables.
The offer of – Extra Methi – was accepted, moments later – Extra Chillies? We were on the same wavelength.
Mein Host handed over the Poly-bag – I have given you a Chicken Pakora.
The Bill
£8.00. For a Mountain of Food.
Thank you!
Curry-Heute has been recognised.
The Mushroom Rice was more than one person could handle, to the freezer went the Surplus. The Methi Lamb had a suitably Thick Masala, but more than was necessary. 
Perhaps the Plastic Container had to be filled to the brim. The Lamb pieces were Large and Numerous, Fifteen was the first count, almost Two Portions in some venues. Tender Lamb, but it gave nothing back in terms of Flavour, unlike the Equivalent Dish earlier this year. The Spice Level was fine, again the Chilli Topping of before was not to be seen. The occasional Chilli was encountered, it could have done with more. The Seasoning too was below par. The anticipated Methi Blast never happened either. A Mainstream Curry, no more.
So why the difference? Friday Night rush? The Impressive Methi Lamb was late on a Sunday night, perhaps the bottom of the pot had all the Flavour? Nevertheless, this was still an Enjoyable Curry, but on a Friday Night, The Hector is used to The Very Best.
The Chicken Pakora
Last time, the Chicken Pakora became the base for a Stir Fry. After two episodes of Boston Legal there were rumblings. Half was reheated, well. Basically this is Chicken in a Spicy Batter, same as Fish Pakora. Fish Pakora is an absolute delight, Chicken is just – Chicken. I don’t get it. Vegetable Pakora is surely better than – Chicken? Still, Hector is looking the Gift Horse…
Marg was on the last train home, role reversal or what?
It has been raining this week in the West of Scotland, but not as much as it has in the northwest of England. Hector was sent photos of 
from the train station became the Venue of Choice. A reliable Curry Blog reminded me that the Lamb Kadai had caught the eye on the 
Under-seasoned and under-spiced, one Cardamom. There was not a huge amount of Flavour emanating from this Masala. The Rice had absorbed most of the Masala so the Dish so this was not Soup. Large Pieces of Onion had been used as Ballast, just as well I had asked for the Capsicum to be withheld. With Onion also in the Rice, one had to wonder just how much Onion The Chef expected his customers to digest?
Update – Six Months Later
If one is celebrating in Glasgow, there has to be Curry. If the Curry is not from 
Those who wished Rice ordered Pilau. Those who required Chapattis ordered these. Hector chose Vegetable Rice, they wouldn’t, would they? They did!
Craig’s – Baby Curry – was exactly how he required it. We took his word for it, no need for a Sample. Craig – … it was among the best I’ve ever had; the lamb was cooked and flavoured to perfection.
Back in May, Shkoor, Mein Host at 
There is an oft quoted statement in Curry-Heute that there is no such thing as – Chicken Curry, this was Biryani, a Dish Hector rarely orders. Totally Dry, Perfect. The Flavour from the Small Cut Chicken was Potent, Unexpected. Had there been a Masala this may well have dissolved away the Impressive Flavours. Chicken Thighs – observed Alan. Hector spotted the stone from an unidentified Fruit. Plums were mooted. Shkoor confirmed this – Dried Plum, that’s what gives it a slightly sour taste. Who would have thought of adding this?
Two weeks ago Hector spotted the 
The Flavour is Rich, but simple. With a Slight Creaminess, – Yoghurt – we all agreed, the Lamb on-the-bone looked very Pale. White, nothing Red had been added, no Red Chilies, Paprika. We wondered if there were Onions and Tomatoes, The Menu lists these. Salt and Pepper were therefore the Spices, Simples, yet full of Flavour. Magnificent.
Mr Anwar Sr. addressed The Company. He described the importance of the Meat being cooked on-the-bone, only in this way can the Full Flavour be achieved. Shkoor insisted I had savoured the White Karahi on these premises once before. He quoted the 
At 17.20, Shkoor brought out the Karahi, piled high with Lamb Chops – Lamb Chops Karahi. A Hector admission – this is not what was expected, but it is what I had ordered. I had Lamb Chops Achari in mind, but I did type – Karahi – in the order, my fault. Hector is not omnipotent. Perhaps given the above, this was just as well. The Lamb Chops were of the Chunky Variety, no skimping here. Smothered in the 
The Lamb Achari looked typically – Mainstream – Meat in a copious Masala. The Masala had a consistency that was too Thick to be called – Soup, not bad, though the Colour was suspicious. 
Spooning the Lamb on to the adequate, and thankfully not excessive, portion of Mushroom Rice, I counted ten pieces of Lamb. The majority were Substantial, some would have to be halved. This was a lot of Lamb. The Lamb was Tender and of perfect consistency, chewing required, but in no way was this Tough Meat, better this than the Pulp one receives at times. The lack of Seasoning was the next parameter to be reckoned with, fortunately the – kick – made up for this. The anticipated Tang was there, just. I have had more Potent Acharis served, there was no sign of Lime Pickle or similar. A solitary Dark Red Chilli was discovered, with the Topping of Fresh Curry Leaves this immediately made me conclude that this was a South Indian Achari... Does such a thing exist?
The Waiter approached to ask the Customary Question:
The Railway Lamb was described thus – Cut Of Lamb Cooked In Garlic, onion, Ginger, Tomatoes & Fresh Herbs In Rich Chif’s Special Magic Masala Sauce, Laid On A Bed Of Spinach, A Truly Authentic Dish Of India. There was nothing offensive here, the Bed of Spinach sounded a compromise, hopefully the joy of The Herb without a Spinach Overdose. What came ticked many boxes. There was a Thick-looking Masala, Onion based and not Excessive. The Lamb pieces were Flat and Large, plenty Meat. The Cucumber and Tomato Garnish showed some thought. By the time the sensible Portion of Mushroom Rice had been spread across the plate, the Curry looked – Sound.
The Customary Question was never asked. We could have paid Compliments. We finished our meal and asked for The Bill.
The Replacement Samsung kept The Hector amused during the wait. Both Murray Brothers are still British as they attempt to win the Davis Cup. The décor was unlike any other Curry House Hector has witnessed. The mostly plain walls had some artwork, photographs of Mediterranean Scenes. A throwback to the days of being a Greek Restaurant? However, the scenes appeared to be of the Amalfi Coast, Italia not Hellas. So it goes. Thirty Two seats were counted at the various tables around the room. Due to corners there were a couple of tables for three.
The Soupy Masala was spooned over the Rice, the Meat did look lonely. Without the Vegetables this would have been dire, just Meat and Sauce, not what Hector looks for in Curry. Time to eat.
This was a Flavour I could not recognise. Haleem is far from being my Favourite Indian Dish, this was not Haleem though the Flavour was somewhere in that direction. There was a Modest Kick and little Seasoning. The Spice content must have been Minimal and Single, there was no complexity to the Kick at all. Still, the Pungent Flavour persisted, I was not sure if I actually liked this.
Hector ate on. The Meat had to be eked out such that it did not disappear in an instant. The Vegetables did their job, still the Flavour confused the Hector Palate. I reached the sad conclusion, I did not like this, it was unpleasant. Nowhere near as bad as the horribleness of the 
On display was the hoped for Keema Aloo Mutter, I had promised Mother – Mince Potatoes and Peas. Two portions were ordered. A Chicken Spinach tray, plus Aloo Gobi sat in front of a Daal and possibly a Daal Makhani.
The dutiful son removed half of the Egg-Peas Rice and handed the remainder across the table. Mother used this as her base, the plate was warmer. Decanting the Mince et al confirmed a huge portion of Curry. The Chapattis suddenly felt superfluous, we did them justice, and no more.
There was anticipated Desi Flavour from the Mince with a moderate – kick. The Rice was not simply ballast. Some Onion had been added too, this made the Rice a suitably Interesting Vegetable accompaniment, there was a decent Flavour emanating from the Rice Dish also. A Great combination.
Mein Host appeared again to ask if we minded him lowering the blinds. Some of the staff were off to Friday Prayers. Customers still arrived even with the door shutter almost at street level. This did reduce the draft.
Dr. Stan and Hector are The Hosts this afternoon at 
Bill took his seat, the Scottish Haddock was presented soon thereafter – Four Pieces! Panic! We have a Kilo and a Half of Goshat Karahi to follow… As ever, The Friends of Hector were having The Full Bhuna. The Baked Haddock is much lighter than the 
The Black Olives and Pickled Green Chillies are also excellent complements. Bill remarked on the Flavour from the Skin, sadly most of this was stuck hard to the foil. One could easily depart on completion of The Starters, but, we were here – To Dine, at
As with last Friday, the Kilo and a Half of Goshat Karahi on-the-bone was brought in separate Karahi. One was placed in front of Hector, the other between Bill and Dr. Stan. What lay before me looked manageable, perhaps the quantities were imbalanced, explaining how Stewart managed his Karahi so easily 
The Goshat Karahi was up to the usual 
Mark has returned to Glasgow, once more intent on experiencing the Best Curry available. He enjoyed his – 
Rashid had prepared these to Perfection, well cooked, Succulent, Spicy, Umami!
The Surplus Oil was collecting at the base of the Karahi, here lies – Fun.
Excellent.