It’s not the First Time Steve and Hector have Dined Twice in One Day at the Indian Mango (Zweibrückenstraße 15, 80331, München). It was 20.00, eight hours since I last ate, an afternoon at Tegernsee and definitely time for another Fisch Chettinad. Marg, Dr. Stan, Clive and Maggie were of the same mind. Steve would stick to Lamb Chettinad.
The Young Waiter, who has worked here for a couple of years, greeted us on entry and served us this evening. Einmal Lamb Chettinad, Dreimal Fisch Chettinad, Trocken und Scharf, Zweimal Normal. One may imagine the horror when in good time he appeared with – Chicken, Three Portions of Scharf Chicken Chettinad. Presumably Two more would follow. Oops.
Who eats Chicken Curry?
There was no fuss, it meant we had a further wait and the Staff would be having Chicken Chettinad for Supper. Mein Host, Herr Battra, apologised too, no need, mistakes happen. It was 21.00 when the Five Fisch and One Lamb Chettinad made their appearance. Meanwhile Clive had been nibbling an Aloo Paratha which had arrived too hot to touch. Excellent, remarked, Clive, there’s half a potato in there.
The Fish Chettinad was not as Spicy as yesterday’s and was certainly mild compared to this morning’s Lamb. Steve was in agreement that the Portions have shrunk as he once again tucked into his Lamb. Not as I remember it – was Dr. Stan’s verdict. He is correct, this Dish has changed. Marg enjoyed the Crunchiness from the Breadcrumbs on the Fish. Well worth waiting for, lovely and crunchy, full of flavours, delicious.
In addition to the mass of Inclusive Boiled Rice, a Small Bowl of Chopped Green Chillies was brought from the Kitchen, the Expected Kick was restored. The Curry was devoured, as Sadness on its completion, no more Fisch Chettinad for Six Months.
The Bill
€100.55. Some had Bier, Marg had Mango Lassi, Hector stuck to Sparkling Water until…
The Aftermath
Mango Liqueur was offered and accepted. Souvenir Mango Keyrings were given to all as we departed. A memorable evening was about to become unforgettable.
Dr. Stan agreed to visit the Hofbräuhaus, a Venue he has traditionally despised. I convinced him the atmosphere was nothing like it used to be. As we took our seats I spotted and Old Acquaintance – Rheinhardt! He has a new band playing on Sundays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.
Lamb Chettinad Today
Spicy? Indeed. This Chettinad would be taking no prisoners. The Tender Lamb was served in Relatively Large Pieces. The Masala was as Thick as yesterday’s Fish equivalent. As Wonderful as this Dish is, the Fish packs even more Flavour. By now I was wondering if the could be a second visit – Heute!
Jolly departed and bade farewell, until April. I ate on, Hector was Glowing, loving every Morsel. This Interpretation of Curry is Unique, to come to 
There was a warm welcome from Herr Battra, Mein Host who has been ever-present for some years now. As our visit continued and more Lunchtime Diners arrived it was amazing to observe the welcome, there is clearly a very Loyal Customer Base, it was like an episode of Cheers.
Has the portion size shrunk, the Bowls seemed Smaller. Does this mean the start of another Curry-Heute campaign?
There was time for a Bier, and maybe another.
Oh, the staff were hosing down the outside stairs as we departed…somebody had disgraced themselves. Still no more Photos!…
A casserole dish brimming with the – Pale Creation – was set in the middle of the table, Lady first. A modest portion was taken by each of us in turn. The Chapattis were still arriving. As top-ups were taken, even more Chapattis were still arriving, this was a sign. There is only one thing better than Curry, more Curry! The casserole was filled again, now we had a veritable feast.
There was always going to be Dessert, this is – the way – of Waris. Ras Malai had to be looked up the first time Waris presented this. An old hand, Hector was able to describe the preparation as Paneer in Clotted Cream/Yoghurt. Cool and Refreshing.
kora Curry popping up all over the country in Cafés. Marg loves Pakora, time to sample this strange creation, a portion to share and two Chapattis
oked until they pulp. An acquired taste? Maybe. Hector will stick to Lamb Karahi please, or Keema Mutter next visit.
We had passed Sugar Rush – Red Pepper (32 St Andrews Road, Glasgow, G41 1PF) en route. Time for Dessert. I had set foot in these premises in the Summer to investigate. They appear to serve everything but Curry.
August 30 was our last visit to 
A Modest Salad and Dips announced the arrival of the White Karahi, a Curry cooked without anything Red, no Paprika, Chilli Powder, Cayenne, and definitely No Food Dye.
We ate heartily, for once we could have done with heaps more. We had each ordered a single Chapatti, we were not Breaded-out, perhaps this also was at the root of – is this all?
On-the-bone, some were – Sucky – some not. The Bone content was not excessive, there was a Sufficiency of Meat, it was eked out. Beautifully Tender and Slow Cooked, this style of Karahi remains remarkable, a Joy to eat.
We were introduced to the new Chef, Mr. Saleem. Did this explain the Slightly Darker Masala?
oes too? Potatoes are always welcome, and for the record, Hector prefers Methi to Spinach.
We agreed a Strategic Wait, Irfan asked if I had had a Big Lunch. Just trying to let the food go down. Ashgar asked confirmation that The Main could be presented, here we go.
The Aloo Paratha was Large and well-stuffed with pieces of Potato. Stuffed Parathas cannot be as Flaky as their Plain counterparts, this was – The Best of Both Worlds. The Edges were Sublime, how could I eat all this? No chance. The Seasoning in the Paratha was Perfect, so when scooping the Masala there was no longer an Under-seasoned Curry set before The Hector. The Combination of Paratha and Karahi was exactly what I required.
Here lay a Spinach based Masala, with Garlic very evident. At first I couldn’t identify what else was in it apart from the Spinach and Garlic. Mustard Leaves? Ashgar would confirm this later when he saw I had left more than half. As I removed the odd spoonful, Oil formed at the edge of the Karahi. I feel I may have written this before.