The Week of Curry Excess Continues, this evening was scheduled to be The Climax. Alan last set foot in The New Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) on November 5, 2011. He and Noddy were not impressed, too many Bones! There was nothing wrong with Hector’s Portion that night. Alan loves his Curry and is not afraid to state when things are not Perfect. As a Regular Reader of Curry-Heute, Alan knows the frequency at which Hector visits this Venue. It has become a Firm Favourite in recent months, a rival to the Perfection that is Yadgar.
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?
For reasons unknown, Hector boarded the Subway at Cowcaddens in the wrong direction. Ten minutes late, unforgivable.
Rashid was in – His Spot – The Chef has been missing in recent visits, Ayaz, a more than capable Chef himself has filled in. Ayaz greeted me as I took my seat, my back to the room for Once. I reconfirmed the order, just as well, he assumed we were sharing a Half Kilo. Tonight was about Serious Curry Eating, a Half Kilo Each required. Rashid was told the news and Magicked another portion.
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…
Everything was Hotter than Everything Else
Piping Hot is how I like my Food to be served. Alan immediately managed to burn his forearm on the handle of the Karahi. Not that he complained…
A Portion is Satisfying, the Half Kilo is a Treat that can only be enjoyed Sporadically. To Savour the Moment is part of the Ritual. More Meat than One thinks a Single Person can eat, Alan didn’t think he would manage it. Hector was happy to have his back to the room. Tearing Strips off the Piping Hot Chapatti, scooping up the Tenderest of Lamb and the Most Magnificent Masala, Hector in Curry Heaven, and not for the First Time.
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!
The Masala is what creates this Undefinable Dish we call Curry. Alan remarked that too many Venues are serving more and more Masala with their Portions, Soup as I constantly refer to this scenario. The Outstanding Venues have this under control, enough such that One is not eating simply Meat and Vegetables, plus of course, the Source of the Intense Flavours. The Tomato content of this particular Karahi is where I think the Texture and Flavour of the Masala is based. Yadgar’s equivalent Dish is Punjabi in Origin, this is from further West again. The same Dish, literally sourced Many Miles apart, Variety, they key to being able to eat Curry this regularly.
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.
It is worth mentioning that the Chapattis here bear little resemblance to the peely-wally offerings served in the majority of outlets. These are Sound.
Alan was finished First, the Base of a Shiny Karahi exposed. His immortal words – Menus say the Curry will be cooked in the Karahi, this was!
Ayaz came over to check all was well throughout the Meal. Smiles all around.
The Bill
£27.00. One Kilo of Lamb Karahi and Three Chapattis.
The Aftermath
A Chap was passing by as I took the Exterior Photo in the Twilight.
You must have enjoyed that.
This is one of The Best Curry Houses in the City – was Hector’s reply.
Alan later showed off his forearm. Sympathy.
We’ll see how long it takes Alan to return this time, and wearing long sleeves…
Some Like it Hot.
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
duced.
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.
The Curry-Heute Test is can a Restaurant repeat a Wonderful Curry? Rashid cooked the first version of this Dish, he remembered and so suggested the – Methi Karahi Gosht Achari. Oh yes. An Aloo Paratha to Accompany. Little did Hector know, but Rashid had more up his sleeve.
The Keema Rice which featured last week was again provided, this was an unexpected Treat. Then Rashid brought another surprise – Chicken Achari Chat is what was recorded. This took Hector back to the Unique Chicken Chat Flavours of the Original 
I feel I am writing similar words to last night at the 
The Chap brought the food. The Paratha looked perfect, the Vegetable Curry, interesting, and the 
The Vegetable Curry contained Cauliflower, Potatoes and Peas, and maybe more lost in the Mush that was the Thick Masala. Such was the dominance of the Lamb Curry, this could not compete. The purpose for Hector in ordering the Interesting Vegetable is to provide a differing Texture. This was achieved. On the day when we are told Five a Day is not enough, Hector may well hit the new target of Seven Fruit and Veg a Day.
On my 
The Brightness of the venue still puzzled Hector who can remember his previous visits here. Another bottle of wine… drifted through the memory banks. I was not The Lone Diner, a couple were well ensconced in the Buffet when I entered the premises.
