Marg and Hector passed within One street of Roti Roti (Weglova 4, 31-063, Kraków, Polska) on each of the previous Two days. It was only after a visit to the Wawel Castle that it was declared time for Curry-Heute, and Roti Roti was finally located. At the Western end of Kazimierz it is only a couple of blocks from Josefa where the Night Life of Kraków is focused.
Roti Roti is a bit more than a Curry Café, the Lunchtime Offer (around £4.00) probably does attract people out for a Treat, however, the choice off Lunchtime Menu is restricted to Chicken or Vegetable. Hector prefers Lamb. All Dishes are available in Two Sizes, 250g or 350g. I wonder if anyone ever orders 500g?
Marg already had Soup at a Non-Curry establishment and so a Snack would be sufficient. Lamb Samosa was her choice. She also asked for a Latte but was told – No. Instead Coffee with Hot Milk was suggested, her actual preference, so success. Better than any Latte – was her eventual pronouncement.
Lamb Bhuna Gosht look to be the most Hector-like Curry, however the Waitress said there was none left. Lamb Vindaloo, Pork was also on offer, was described as being served in a – Red Onion Sauce. There was little to fear in ordering a Vindaloo in Europe, everyone knows they are never a challenge. Despite the name of the Restaurant, a Garlic Paratha was selected as the Accompaniment. Yesterday’s Aloo Paratha had raised the hope of being served decent Bread in Poland.
There was a Side Room with Chaps who I never saw during my visit. Food was ferried next door with relative regularity. Two Ladies had arrived at the same time as ourselves and were in the queue for Curry. Another Two Ladies sat behind us and their Curry was brought almost immediately The joy of being a Regular or even phoning in the order.
Marg’s Single Samosa was accompanied by a Mint Dip. The Complimentary Bowl of Raita also kept Marg amused. Full of Tasty Mince – was Marg’s verdict on the Samosa. It did look to be packed.
The Curry was presented with the Paratha in Quarters and sat on the Side. This was clearly Very Poor. Peely Wally may not be a known term to the good people of Krakow, but this best describes this piece of Bread masquerading as Indian Food. Too Thin, Undercooked and no sign of it ever having been near a Tandoor.
The Lamb was cut small in the Bradford Style. Tender, to the level of Acceptable Chewiness best describes the Texture of the Meat. 350g was a better choice than 250g, it’s a 100g more! The Masala was Thin, in Glasgow I would call it Shorva, here I have to call it Gravy, again disappointing. No Onion had been harmed in creating this by all appearances. The quoted Red Onion was present in Tiny Slivers, the majority of the Onion mixed in the Curry was White.
If – Vindaloo – was intended to define the Level of Spice, then it did not live up to this Label. There was Kick, but nothing the Average Curry Consumer could not cope with. Flavour wise, this Dish was dominated by Cinnamon. That’s it, One Flavour, not good enough.
The Bill
51.90 Zl. (£12.00). Affordable to most.
The Aftermath
The Waitress accepted the Calling Card. She was the only member of Staff ever seen, so I shall never know – Who was in the Kitchen?
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Marg would try the Mixed Pakora, a Snack.
Two Dips preceded the arrival of the Pakora. Marg noted Cauliflower, Onion and Mashed Potato as being the Ingredients of the Variety presented. Fresh and Crispy – was her verdict. They looked Decent.
The Lamb was eaten mostly with the supplied spoon and the Masala mopped up with the Paratha. The Flour used in making the Paratha may not have been what is used in the UK. The Potato content was excellent, as good as a Side Dish in its own right.
Surjit emerged from the Kitchen and introduced himself to Marg and myself. He too took a moment to look at Curry-Heute and realised what Hector was about. His Card was given in exchange.
Steve was punctual despite having walked further along Allison Street than ever before. This is The Southside, of Glasgow, Home of Curry..
Yes, this venue sells Pizza, the Locals love Pizza. The array of pre-cooked Dishes was on display under the counter, possibly more than on display in 
The Week of Curry Excess Continues, this evening was scheduled to be The Climax. Alan last set foot in 
The Rendezvous Time was 19.15. Ayaz had been informed last Friday that we would be Two, eating the Full Half Kilo. Alan arrived First and was shown to One of Three Downstairs Tables. The Modest Salad and Raita were immediately forthcoming. Where was Hector? Where were the Tomatoes?
Ayaz brought a Single Large Karahi and placed it before me, this was definitely The Business. Another flowed seconds later along with Two Large Chapattis. And Their off…
The Array of Bones revealed the Source of the Lamb, Chops, Ribs, Wherever. One can only eat a Half Kilo because the Bone Content is Significant, a Welcome Pile of Bones forms on the adjacent plate. Reaching the Halfway point and sees what is left, then the merits of this amount comes into its own. The only thing better than Quality Curry is more!
A Freshly made Third Chapatti was brought just before the End Game. One to share being quite enough. One does not wish to Over-indulge.
Alan later showed off his forearm. Sympathy.
Curry was in the Diary for this evening. Danny Singh is taking over an Upstairs Curry House in Victoria Rd, Glasgow’s South Side. This will Complement his existing Takeaway, alas the Grand Opening has been postponed until later this month. When Robin suggested a German Bier at the Allison Arms this afternoon, Hector was soon heading South, but to where?
The
The Cauliflower was the First bit sampled, – Gosh! I write often about the Seasoning, again this was exactly as it should be. Marvellous Flavours from the Simple Masala. The Lamb Portion was on the Small side and the Masala relativity Thin, but Thicker than the Shorva Curry I have eaten here in previous visits. Lesser Pieces of Chicken on-the-bone sat in the Rice. These proved my point about Chicken yet again. If one wishes Spicy Chicken go to Nando’s.
Curry-Heute is Four Years Old – Heute!
Rajah, a Basement Restaurant, is open all day. This was also crucial in the selection process. On entering Marg and Hector were greeted by a Waiter resplendent in Traditional Steward’s Jacket. We were shown to a table, another Couple were just finishing their Curry. One would expect Tuesday Lunchtimes to be quiet.
Two Good Sized Onion Bhajis started off the Meal. These were Very Fresh and Crispy. Marg helped herself – I enjoyed it too.
Great Value, a Competent Curry, better than expected.
Since I spotted the existence of Natural Spice I was intrigued. Stopping off halfway down Loch Ness to do – the Tourist Thing, Curry for Lunch was the plan.
Alas, the Natural Spice is no more. A Takeaway is all that remains and no sign of Curry. The offer of Pizza was declined.
A 1960s Pub, The Parkway Inn appeared to be the building for which there was a car park. Again, I spotted the Logo on a window in a newer adjacent building. A Curry House!
Poppadoms only was what Marg had in mind. That would change. Meanwhile, these and the Dips were provided.
The Vegetable Rice was a Joy. Containing Diced Carrots, Peas, Onion, Spring Onion, Green Chillies and Green Beans there was a Variety of Textures, whilst the Rice itself soaked up the Soupy Masala. The Varying Textures went some way towards providing the Gritty Texture that the famous 
The Week of Curry Excess continues. Hector and Marg find themselves in Aberdeen, aka The Ale Desert. Curry is my only pleasure. This evening we collected Sandy and Dr. Tracey from their their Ever-expanding Palace and headed off once more into the Aberdeenshire Hinterland. Kenny, taking time off from a busy schedule of TV News Interviews and his Dear Lady – Miss X – who does not tolerate Social Media, would complete – The Echt Six.
ke to Hector. A Thick Masala Promised, Madras level Kick Anticipated, Dry to be Negotiated. I did remember the Side, Aloo Gobi. It had held its own against the Main Course Lamb Dish, more of this please.
Knowing there would be a wait, Two Portions of Vegetable Pakora were ordered for Our Collective Amusement. These came with due dispatch. Two Portions, Four Pakora in each. We were Six. Surely Someone could have seen sense here? Fortunately the Vegetable Pakora will be remembered for all of the right reasons. They were Fresh, as good as I make myself. (Note to Self- Publish My Recipe) The Gram Flour based Batter was not Thick to Stodgy as served in so many places. The Fresh Coriander was abundant. These are lovely – Marg declared immediately. She would later go on to declare that this was The Best Pakora, Ever. 
Marg and Kenny faced defeat with the Second Jaflongi Satkora. I was so sated there was no sampling. Very Tasty – said Marg, and not for The First Time. I must stop saying that. Tangy, better than the Dish on my last visit. Divine – said Kenny. Mild, Full of Flavour, when it arrived.
The Card presented to appraise the evening was dismissed and The Calling Card given instead. I watched this passed from Waiter to Waiter up the chain (of Command?). Moments later I was aware of a Differently Attired Chap standing beside me – Mein Host. We discussed the evening. I congratulated him on the Unique Flavours served at the Echt Tandoori. I had to mention that my Lamb Dish was not served as Warm as I would hope. He explained that they try to avoid this by staggering the bookings, hence our 20.30 I de
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Arriving back at Glasgow Queen St., there was only One Thing in Hector’s mind – Dinner. This week that is Curry. Two stops on the Subway to Bridge St. and One finds Oneself a Block away from 
The Lamb Karahi served in these premises is simply beyond belief. The Ten Minutes or so wait was spent trying ot remember which ELP track had been hijacked by the Asian News programme on the TV. Karn Evil 9? The Customary Modest Salad was provided to Nibble on during the wait. Despite the Raita not being forthcoming, for once I did nibble.
The Mince had evidently cooled, Hector likes his food Piping Hot. This was still an impressive Keema, I shall certainly be back for more of this. Breakfast? The Pau Bhaji packed a Kick and was a Pleasant Balance to the Mince. The Chapatti had clearly been prior-cooked, it was Thin and Crispy. This in not how I like my Chapattis, and so the Rice Option next time.
Having introduced myself earlier, I felt able to take the number of Photos published.