The Annual Curry Lesson – Aloo Chicken

Posted on June 20, 2012 by Hector

As part of the S6 Leavers’ Course there is a section on Lifeskills.  What better skill can Man acquire than making a decent Curry?  The ingredients were bought fresh yesterday from KRK in Woodlands Rd, Glasgow.  The purchase of 10kg of Onions for £2.00 was an amazing bargain; for once I could justify such a volume.  Twelve very large Chicken Fillets for £24.00 was also much better value than any supermarket – and the Chicken was the far superior Halal.  £49.63 was the total for all of the ingredients, there would be some leftover Spices.

Two years ago 5 folk signed up for the Curry Cooking Experience, last year it was twelve and with only six available Hobs, they had to double up.  Somehow twelve this year became fifteen, three spectators were permitted.  Some of today’s Chefs have already appeared in Curry-Heute – the Manchester Hockey Trip – so their Curry Pedigree has been established.

 

 

 

 

The Recipe / Instructions were issued and the mass of ingredients were presented in order – the Onions would be the killer.  Twelve people peeling and chopping Onions makes for a tearful environment, the windows were hurriedly opened.  For some this was obviously their first Chopping Experience, I suggest Euan never tries to work in a kitchen.  Once the Onions, Garlic and Ginger were prepared I announced the good news – all are ready-available either frozen, or in a jar – a great time saver.

Six began the cooking process while the remaining six chopped the Chicken, Potato and Coriander.  Emily was particularly thorough, Connie was impressed by the quantity of the Chicken. Some ladies appeared to have an aversion to touching Raw Meat.  Well over an hour had passed and the Onions were a long way from becoming Masala.  The Spices and Tomato were added and the Masala was underway. 

Time was against us, the Chicken and Potato forced their way into the pots.  The Potatoes were cut small, so why they took an eternity to cook could be down to the presence of six pots and no lids.  Six pots, identical ingredients, and they all looked different. 

‘This is the most important ingredient in a Curry.’ announced Hector holding up a red tub which said – Saxa – in large lettering.  ‘What is it?‘ I was asked by many.  My charges did not recognise –  Salt.

The Curry was not ready until well after the Bell by which time some Day Pupils had arrived to discover a distinct aroma permeating their place of residence.  Hector had prepared a Kilo of Boiled Rice, whilst the new Currynaughts prepared their – Curry Delight.

Impressed or what?

The Chefs sampled their creations; people emerged from the woodwork to satisfy their curiosity, and eat Curry!  Hector had to sample each pot – for quality control purposes.  I get paid for this?

Plastic containers were filled, pots were washed, and normality was restored.  A big thanks to Rachel for helping here.

Hector awaits a comment from one of his latest prodigies…

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Glasgow – Yadgar Kebab House – For Archie, who enjoys The Best of Curry too

Posted on June 15, 2012 by Hector

Hector has not eaten at Yadgar (148  Calder St, Glasgow, G42 7QP) since the end of April, shameful.  Hector’s – Curry £ – has been taken elsewhere, unbelievable.  It was time to redress the balance, honourable.

Please feed us –  was the request sent to Shkoor on Wednesday of this week.  Goat, Beef, Camel, Venison? – was the reply.  Shkoor is evidently aware that another Glasgow Curry House, the Punjabi Charing Cross has been pioneering Venison Curry.  Camel?  – that would be a first.

Hector arrived ten minutes early and was greeted at the door by Shkoor, Mein Host. This gave us time to catch up, and for the ceiling to be studied. It had collapsed the previous day and had been repaired with haste. We were nearly cancelled. As has been reported, Yadgar may have to close temporarily when the Housing Association get their act together and refurbish the entire block.

Jonathan was punctual, Dr. Rick arrived with [Stan.TB] ten minutes late! (Dr. Stan would never have been late.) The Complimentary Poppadoms and Onion Chutney were provided along with a Green Salad. This was camouflage, the real Starters emerged from the Kitchen. Chicken had been discussed as the basis of the Starter, in what form was at their discretion. Chicken Chapli Kebab it was then, a first at Yadgar for Hector, and one of Stan’s favourites.

The Chicken was not alone. Sharing the plate was a familiar foil. We had been given the Spiced Scottish Haddock that has featured on previous visits. Baked in the foil the moisture is maintained, the thick Spice Crust makes this outstanding. Two very fine Starters, how on Earth could be now do a Yadgar Main Course justice?

Shkoor brought two Karahi to the table – Boneless Goshat Karahi – the Yadgar signature dish. Jonathan prefers the Boneless version so one was for him. The other was placed between [Stan.TB] and Dr. Rick as what would follow was still unknown, more of the same? Mein Host returned bearing a Karahi which took him two hands to carry so high were the contents piled. This was presumably Goshat Karahi by the Kilo on-the-bone. But wait, there was an Interesting Vegetable, Karela was mixed in, why had this unique Vegetable been kept secret for so long?

Eight modestly priced and steaming hot Chapattis were the accompaniments. The Chaps tore in to what was beyond a Feast. Stan and Hector had no idea how we could possibly finish the mass of food in our shared Karahi. There’s more.

We have some Aloo Gobi ready if you would like some –  Shkoor announced. Bring it on! – was Hector’s reply. Mr. Anwar Sr, treated Hector to a portion of Aloo on a recent visit, the distinctive Yadgar flavour was full on, this offer could not be refused and was subsequently shared around the table. Dr. Rick was particularly impressed, he had now witnessed a method of cooking Cauliflower whereby it could absorb some taste.

Jonathan managed to polish off his Karahi, Dr. Rick appeared to be beaten but had plenty of time to nibble on as [Stan.TB] and Hector spooned more Meat on to their plates from the never ending supply. Shkoor asked if he could get us anything else, he was toying with us by now. Dr. Rick ordered a traditional Lassi. Still we ate more of this truly wonderful dish. The Lamb was absolute perfection, the unique flavours making every mouthful a joy.

Two piles of bones accumulated, the end was in sight. We ate the lot, sheer indulgence, excess of course, but we could not see this food wasted. This is Curry at its very best, and here it is served in a modest Govanhill establishment.

We had taken our time, the place was filling up, definitely the latest I have ever been in Yadgar. Kebabs and Pizza were the orders at the other tables. Some were aware of the table at the window laden with food. There was a constant stream of people ordering Takeaways. A couple eventually sat at the adjacent window table and ordered Curry. How could you come here and not order Curry?

 The Bill

We had eaten Off-Menu, we had ordered in advance and in bulk. I prepared Dr. Rick for a shock when the Bill was placed on the table. Once more I do not disclose the sum, we supplemented The Bill with a 33.33% Tip, unheard of. We know full well the value of what we had eaten, we paid what we felt was a fair price.

 The Aftermath

We couldn’t leave, we had to let the food settle. Shkoor raised the subject of the Award-less Hector. He is very intelligent man, he came up with an idea that Hector had never considered: Why don’t you start your own Curry Awards?

Jonathan nearly fainted, why? I had made no Arithmetic errors. We need a design, this could be a sensational idea – Curry-Heute Awards – for outstanding Curry, and no politics.

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Hungry House Scottish Curry Awards 2012

Posted on June 11, 2012 by Hector

Last year the evening of the Scottish Curry Awards  ended in disappointment when a local celebrity pipped Hector to the Award of Curry Lover of the Year.  I was not that bothered about entering again, however four weeks ago I was contacted and it was made clear that I should try and add to the votes that were already in.  Ten days later it was announced that I had once again made the Shortlist for Curry Lover of the Year.  How Alzheimer’s Scotland and Glasgow City Council could be considered for what is in essence an award to an individual appeared a mystery.  In for a penny…

The Criteria for Curry Lover of the Year

This may sound like Sour Grapes, however the ‘Curry Lover of the Year Award celebrates Scotland’s biggest Curry fiend – an individual that is a genuine fruit loop for curry!; – their words, not Hector’s.

We arrived deliberately thirty minutes late knowing full well we would still have to hang around before being seated.  This year our Celebrity Status was recognised and we were identified with an orange sticker which permitted us entry to the VIP room.  We were greeted by individuals from Hungry House who could well have been touting for more business. On explaining my presence I was asked by one representative if I thought Glasgow served the best Curry in the UK.    The reply took him aback: ‘No, Bradford does!‘

Marg remarked: ‘Fancy having to do this for a living.’

A lady from the partner charity for the event – Save the Children also spent time with us.  I saw a few faces that felt familiar, the gallery in Mother India’s Cafe may be responsible for this.  On our way to the event hall I met with the waiter from Akbar’s, he must have known fewer people than us.

Table 62, on the same wall as last year, however the stage was now centre room so nobody was that far away.  We were joined by Hassan from the Halal Kebab House (Albert, Drive, Pollokshields, Glasgow) and his Dear Lady. Hassan was Shortlisted for Take Away of the Year.   Anne, the main Rep from Save the Children, completed our little cohort.  We were joined by seven other Chaps who made no attempt to communicate, nice to be nice.

Ms Sharon Prasad, a TV presenter apparently, presided over the events.  The empty central stage did her no favours.  Without a podium to support her script she had to read from her cards.  Her constant rotating so that all the room could see her and having to compete with the noise from the room well, she was on a hiding to nothing.  Bring back Dr. Charan Gill.

There was an eerie silence following  the video highlights of last year’s Curry Awards, the English ones…  someone thought this made sense?  

 There would be three Awards presented before dinner

Last year Trampy and the Tramp and my good self were insulted when the winner of Curry Lover was announced with no reference to the runners up.  At least this time I rated a mention – ‘Hector the Curry Hound’ (thanks, Craig) and ‘Curry Heute’, but the name of my website proved unpronounceable.

Glasgow City Council, that well known individual and Curry Lover took the prize.  Curry fiend…fruit loop, open to interpretation yes but where was the winner(s)’ evidence?  Many took to the stage – which one was the individual?  Well, they do sponsor the Curry Capital competition, I believe.  ‘Fix‘, I read as a Facebook comment later, surely not?  I was beaten fair and square by the better, em, individual…

The Best Supermarket Curry Award went to Asda.  This was a great surprise as Asda sponsor the event  and would surely have disqualified themselves, or is this how one wins?

Team of the Year went to the Taj Mahal (Biggar).  The people who took to the stage looked sincere and worthy winners.  Marg and I will be there for a visit soon. Hector is back onside already!

 Time for Curry-Heute!

London Pink managed to feed us to a level of satisfaction last year.  Tonight Saffron Events UK took on the challenge.  How do you feed @700 discerning Curry experts?  Canapes had been served VIP room prior to kick off but these had been declined, the appetite must be kept intact.  Noorani Seekh Kebab and Paneer Shashlik were the Starters.  The Cheese Kebab did nothing for Hector at all.  The Seekh Kebab did not appear.  The service was far from slick. Last year was much more efficient.  A plate of Salad and a Basket of Bread was set before the Chaps on the opposite side with a couple of Dips; these were passed round, eventually.  The Chaps helped themselves to the Bread, none reached Hector. Marg did manage to secure a Quarter Nan.  This was Nan?  I have had better Chapattis.   Fortunately the plate of Rice was sufficiently large that a portion did reach Hector.

Lamb Achari, Murgh Tikka Makhani, Shahi Indian Mix Vegetable Masala and Dhal Methi were the Mains.  The latter did not show for a very long time.  The Vegetable Curry came first.  Aubergine was the most evident content, this dish was pulp, very poor.  The Chaps opposite were clearly not impressed by it as half the bowl came round the table.

By the time the Lamb reached Hector, six pieces remained and three of us had to divide this.  I was not a very impressed Old Hector.  The Lamb was on the tough side, the Masala was neither thin or thick but was well seasoned.  I was not panicking, having attended this event before has its advantages.    The Chicken could well have been the best part of the meal.  I was permitted two reasonable sized pieces of Boneless Chicken, this was indeed rich in Tomato; Buttery I am unsure about.  Perhaps more would have helped.

The Lentil Curry appeared.  Hector sees Dhal in every Curry Cafe, the locals must love this.  As I am not an eater of Bird Seed I have only ever had a Soupcon.  The Chaps were not impressed, three quarters of the dish was leftover.  I had a taste, there was Methi in this? I knew Dhal would never catch on.

Behold the Seekh Kebab and more Nan!  Most of this came around to our side as The Chaps must have been full of Chicken and Lamb.  Hassan and his Lady took some Kebab and were not impressed.  This was a combined Chicken and Lamb Mince creation.  One suspects the Chicken dominated, not wonderful and judging by what remained on people’s dining plates, the table agreed.  What to do with the Nan?  There was more now than we had started with, I took a half, it was dreadful.

I have not earned the ‘Hector’ Moniker by chance…

When Doris came to clear away the serving dishes I asked for more Lamb, it came in minutes.

There was more than enough for one, was it all for me?  I offered it to The Chaps but they had finished eating and were off on nefarious activities.  Those beside me were full too.  This time the Lamb was hot, plentiful on-the-bone and off.    The Lamb texture was better than the two scrawny bits earlier, Succulent as printed, may be going too far.  Hector was finally Happy.

There was Dessert

This made Marg happy.  When did Hector last eat a Dessert?  There was Ice-Cream so I was not refusing it.  Berries and a Tiny Cheesecake accompanied this.  Marg may feel this was the best part of the evening.

 The Award Ceremony Resumes

 Chef of the Year went to Jagtar Singh (Taj Tandoori) of where I know not.  His Boss told how he had worked his way up from washing dishes and then went on to give a political rant about needing more immigrant Chefs.  As one who works in education I can see an obvious solution.

The Take Away of the Year Award went to Quismet in Aberdeen, I don’t know that one.  Hassan won the regional prize for his Halal Kebab House beating The Village.  I did not see anyone from The Village this evening.

Restaurant of the Year went to the Rasoi in Lenzie.  Lenzie?  Help ma Boab.  Seven miserable years I spent trying to have a life in Lenzie.  The town had nothing.  They opened a Pub months after I left, I was twenty-one by then.  We passed the Rasoi a couple of weeks ago on our way to the Delhi Darbar in Bishopbriggs.  Now Lenzie has an award winning restaurant?  Must I go?

Mohamed Ali stepped up to the ring to collect his Crown as Curry King of the Year.  His modesty impressed.  From where comes he?

The Best of Glasgow went to Charcoals.  Now this was a surprise as they beat some very big names (There is hope for Yadgar yet). They are quite a modest establishment, this may benefit them greatly.  I must return for more than a passing Pakora.

 With the announcement of the final Award we left with dignity.

 The Bill (Prepaid)

£55.00 for Marg, I was on a Complimentary Ticket.

The Aftermath

As we drove off, Marg announced that she was proud of me and what I had achieved.  This was the best bit of the night.  It also looks like Marg remains willing to go on Curry Explorations – Ayr India next.

 In case anyone is in any doubt, I shall not be setting myself up for the fall again next year.  If the organisers cannot stick to their own criteria, what is the point?

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Mother India’s Cafe – Marg signs up for Curry on three consecutive days

Posted on June 10, 2012 by Hector

Marg returned from an overnight with Her Pals in Carnoustie feeling hungry.  It was not for Hector to suggest Curry-Heute knowing full well that a Carnoustie Curry had been consumed the previous evening.  Butter Chicken was mentioned by the Dear Lady, Marg knows the rule, there was no going back.

Whilst the majority of the population of Glasgow was watching football on TV we still found ourselves having to queue at the door of Mother India’s Cafe  (1355 Argyle Street  Glasgow, G3 8AD).  Ten minutes later we were seated, but unfortunately the draught from the door on this chilly Glasgow Evening was an annoyance.  A further annoyance was a queuing party who had decided to stand beside us for much of our meal instead of waiting at the customary locus.  Their patter was waatter… (sic)

Butter Chicken plus, this is Marg’s norm.  This evening Chicken Chat took her fancy plus the now customary Lemon and Cashew Nut Rice.  This Rice dish is always on the Specials supplement, so one wonders why it is not on the main menu by now.

Hector hoped to relive the wonder that is the Kofta Palak, only ever experienced here once, it was not to be twice.  The Specials list does vary, tonight there was nothing for Hector.  From the main menu I chose my mandatory Machi Masala, still the best Fish Curry served in Glasgow.  Lamb Saag was the variable addition, the closest to Kofta Palak.  Three Chapattis (95p) were the Accompaniments.

The three Curry dishes and the Rice arrived simultaneously.  Marg was able to start, I had no Bread. The Lemon flavour from the Rice impressed her as did the quantity of Nuts. Marg was nearly finished her Tapas-sized Butter Chicken when the Chapattis finally arrived, so we no longer really needed three.  Marg was not bothered, this is her favourite Curry – anywhere – and in a portion size she can manage.  Creamy with a decent kick is how Marg always describes this dish, tonight was no exception.

 Lemon Curry?

Hector was now let loose.   The Fish and minimal Masala is sheer perfection.  The flavour of Citrus was very much to the fore, but the Flavour of the Fish cannot be overwhelmed.  I could eat four portions of this, but the joy of eating at Mother India’s Cafe is the option of enjoying something radically different before one becomes too full.

There was an instant Spinach hit.  The Lamb was slightly tougher than one might have hoped for, or else just compared to the Lamb (and Venison) consumed in recent times.  There was certainly no cause for complaint.  The affordable Chapattis did arrive steaming hot and so the first one was especially enjoyable.  Wouldn’t it be wonderful if they brought Chapattis out fresh to replenish the stock as one eats them?  Oh, they do this at Yadgar!

The Chicken Chat came last, so Marg finished with her Starter.  Four drumsticks prepared without the dreaded food dye.  Again the flavour of Lemon was to the fore, or was this because Marg had squeezed one over the Chicken.  I was permitted  a share, I like this Lady.

The Bill

£27.30.  This included a large bottle of Sparkling Water.  The individual portions sometimes look expensive, however, this is exactly what one pays for two meals in most Glasgow outlets – well the ones I frequent.

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was left but not collected before our departure.  I have not given them one for a while.

Tonight’s Curry experience was an unexpected bonus, Marg knows she has signed up for Curry tomorrow evening too.  For Hector this will be Curry on four consecutive days, for Marg a mere three.

Something Special must be imminent, or maybe not…

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An Original Kebabish Garden Party

Posted on June 9, 2012 by Hector

There was a Barrel Party today, as we have come to call it.  Two Barrels in fact: Pyraser Landbier and Mühlen Kölsch.  Sixteen people become very hungry after a Bier or two.  Normally the Host cooks, however with numbers this large we tried something different.

 A Takeaway for Sixteen please

 A Curry from a Chain, no problem with that, Akbar’s bringing Bradford Curry to Glasgow is a welcome addition.  A Curry from a franchise, well this is new.  A Curry from a factory that does not hide the fact that they cook and then vacuum pack their meals before sending them out for reheating…well.

Craig and Yvonne were the first of our group to venture into a Kebabish Original, in Huddersfield.  They thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Jonathan and [Stan.TB] enjoyed Kemma Karahi at the Glasgow branch last week, expectations were raised. It was their collective decision to order a Takeaway for 16 from the outlet opposite the Allison Arms  (677-681 Pollokshaws Road, Glasgow, G41 2AB).    This was four Meals for Four at £32.00 each.  So for once we start with the bill.

 The Bill

 £128.00.  The meal arrived shortly after the arranged time of 17.00.   Given the quantity of the food that was unpacked this was excellent value, £8.00 per skull.

 The Eating

A Meal for Four consisted of Pakora, Chapattis and Main Meals.  Each meal tray was clearly labelled and so Hector had no problem finding his chosen order – Lamb Karela.  Howard secured a second, a third sat waiting to be claimed. Jonathan and [Stan.TB] had ensured that their favoured Keema Karahi would be included.  The remainder of the meals covered all possibilities: Chicken, Prawn and more Lamb.  A mass of Chicken Tandoori emerged – was this a Main or an Side? 

I was not bothering about this yet.  With a very impressive Chapatti, some of Yvonne’s Home-Cooked Rice and legendary Onion Chutney plus the Karela Gosht, I sat down to eat.  The Curry was very good, I was impressed.  In no way would it rival the best of the Southside Curry outlets, however  given the fact that it had travelled, twice, I have no complaints. 

Howard placed a King Prawn on my plate, this was from a Patia, not bad at all. Now I went back for a good sized portion of Chicken Tandoori and managed to find customers for the containers of Chips.  We concluded that we had received much more food than had been ordered.

Howard also had a full portion of the Karela Gosht, he he found it stunning, enjoyed the softness of the Lamb.  So, this was a definite thumbs up for the Karela.  As the provider of the Prawn, Howard was able to describe the dish as – retro.  He too had an ample portion of the Chicken Tandoori which was described as – stunning.

The Chaps who consumed the Keema Karahi had differing levels of enthusiasm.   Jonathan described his meal as  – Excellent -, as it was at – The Source.  Little did he know how far away The Source was.  [Stan.TB] only went as far as  – alright – and  – quite adequate.

Clive had travelled as far as the Curry.  He had concentrated on the Prawn dish which he described as  – excellent -, but wished there had been more Prawns.  Who ate all the Prawns?

Peter had the Chicken Jalfrezi.  This must be why Yvonne had included Chicken Curry in the order.  Peter found his meal to be  – very enjoyable, very pleasant.  He also enjoyed the Chicken Tandoori which he accepts does not really count as Curry.

Yvonne herself had a sample of everything.  She found the Lamb to be suitably tender, and as the co-administrator for the day was appreciative of the punctual delivery of the order and the fact that there were bonus additions. 

Some of these additions were Chips.  Susi was appreciative of these as Curry is not her thing.  She did try some of the Pakora which she unsurprisingly found to be  – Spicy.

Tracey had been distracted by other non-Curry items on offer.  Anne, the Duchess of Hamilton, had brought a Pavlova.  Susi had brought Cookies.  Tracey had these along with some Tandoori Chicken.  People prefer Sweet to Savoury?  All the more Curry for the rest of us.

Alan believes he had a Rogan Gosht.  This was also accompanied by Prawns and the Chicken Tandoori.  He had  – no complaints – but then went on to describe the Chapattis as  – chewy.

Hereafter lies the mystery of how Curry can affect the memory.  The Amnesia Brigade all ate well but the passage of time had faded the memory, ten minutes is a long time.  One suspects that the lids were all off the containers and people just got stuck in.

George, The Duke of Hamilton and The Birthday Boy, had a  – Red Chicken Dish –  a Patia we conclude,  but then remembered he had the Lamb Karela.  I had wondered who had been lucky enough to secure the remaining portion.  Very nice – was George’s verdict, I let him away with that only because it was his birthday.  Anne his Dear Lady, and now known as The Duchess of Hamilton – hadn’t a scooby – what she had eaten Curry wise.  Whatever it was, it was delicious.  She too had enjoyed a portion of the Chicken Tandoori.   I wish I could establish how many were delivered.

Robin announced: I just ate.

Was it good?

It was better than that!

Ewan again had no idea what he had eaten initially.  Fortunately the years of eating Wetherspoons’ Curry had not affected him excessively and he finally recalled Butter Chicken, Chicken Jalfrezi and Chapattis.  Alas poor Jalfrezi, I knew you well…

Mags had  – no idea, but it was bloody marvellous.  (She supports Hearts, we forgive the strong language.)  Chips too! – she finally recalled.  Hector has displayed the evidence Mags had Tandoori Chicken too…  Mags never remembers what she orders in the restaurant anyway, so this was nothing new.

Dr. Rick was in the kitchen surveying what was remaining when the in depth interview regarding his food intake was conducted.  He pointed to various containers: The Lamb was kinda’ spicy, that was sweet (the Patia) and that was moist. Thank you, Dr. Rick.

Craig, our wonderful Host and exposer of knees  too had no idea what he had consumed.  He then rhymed off: Chips, Chicken Tandoori, Keema Karahi… I like very much. said The Vindaloo Man.

 The Aftermath

Well, I’m glad that’s over.  This must rank as one of the most tedious Curry reports ever written, however, the diversity of the order enabled everyone to have what they fancied.  Who suggested we have sixteen portions of Karahi Gosht from Yadgar?  Sixteen people were well fed at £8.00 a head.  There was enough leftover to fill three takeaway containers.  Yvonne needed some convincing that it was better to have some extra than have us scraping the trays for the last morsels.  The difference in price for a lesser order would not be that significant if we had ordered for twelve.

A resounding success was the overall verdict.  Well done to Kebabish Original and all those who conceived the idea.

Now next time everyone should be given a menu in advance and then we can have t-shirts printed with the individual orders.  In this way everyone will get exactly what they wish and the report will be even more accurate.

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Venison Curry and Vogon Poetry

Posted on June 8, 2012 by Hector

Tonight’s Curry was a late affair. [Stan.TB] met Hari, proprietor of the Punjabi Charing Cross (157-159 North St, Glasgow, G3 7DA) yesterday and was informed that another Venison Curry was being prepared for today. Lord Clive of Crawley was due to arrive at the Bon Accord around 21.00 this evening, a pub strategically located next door to one of Glasgow’s foremost Curry Houses. Hector and Marg would meet up after a visit to the Theatre Royal.

Vogon Poetry, any man who can eat a Vindaloo can take it…

Glasgow hosted the first night of the touring company performing the Radio version of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. With Simon Jones as Arthur Dent and Mark Wing-Davey as himself, sorry Zaphod Beeblebrox. Billy Boyd was The Book, but the star of the evening for me was Philip Pope as Musical Director and all round contributor. The Chap playing the part of Slartibartfast looked very much like Terry Duckworth, it couldn’t be? And I cannot find a full cast list anywhere.

By the time we reached the Bon Accord, [Stan.TB] and Dr. Rick had already been next door to enjoy the Venison Curry. We were advised that last orders would be at 23.30, and so with five minutes to spare, Lord Clive and Hector took their usual seats in the Punjabi.

There was a new waiter and so we had to confirm the Venison and await the Complementary Popadoms and Onion Chutney. An Aloo Gobi Side dish felt appropriate as the Venison comes with no Interesting Vegetable. Clive opted for a Keema Nan, Hector the customary Chapattis.

Ram made an appearance, we thought we were the lone diners, however there was a private function downstairs and this was where he and Hari were focusing their efforts. When Ram realised we had ordered the Venison he went downstairs to the Kitchen to supervise- a nice touch.

The Venison Curry looked immense when set before us. Once again it was on-the-bone and the Masala was dark and thick. One cannot go wrong making a Venison Curry.

Clive tore in, Hector was more tentative. I appeared to have more bone slivers judging by the small pile accumulating on the plate. Clive was warned to be careful.

The Keema Nan was something else, of Alishan proportions Clive stated. Ram appeared to given the customary mid meal check-up: ‘How are the Chapattis?’ he asked. Now this is a strange question to ask, where was he coming from? He had read my report on the extortionate price charged for Chapattis in Aberdeen last weekend – this was a wind up. ‘Far too cheap!’ was my eventual reply.

The Aloo Gobi was a welcome distraction to the intensity of the flavour from the Venison. This slightly fragrant Side will be ordered again. Clive and I both found ourselves sucking on bones between dipping our respective breads. The Keema Nan was full of what looked like Donner. Clive was struggling, no London portions here. The Venison was not seasoned to the limit as the last serving had been. The Chef has found the balance.

Hari appeared at the end of our Diningfest. He remarked that [Stan.TB] and DR. Rick had been earlier and that people were buying the Venison. Word of mouth appears to be working in Hari’s favour. My suggestion that he prints a new menu did not go down well. What about a Daily Specials insert as is the custom in European Restaurants? The Blackboard on the pavement had apparently been wiped clean in the rain.

The Bill

£40.75. Now this is more than the norm but I suggested to Hari in the original discussion over this dish that he would inevitably have to charge more (£13.95) and that he should not compromise on the size of portion served. I wish one of my favourite outlets in Tradeston would take this on board.

The Aftermath

Hari sat with us until it was time for our bus. He has another job outwith the catering industry, what a man.

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Garden Party + Curry-Heute

Posted on June 4, 2012 by Hector

For the second time in a week, Marg and Hector were invited to eat Curry in a Domestic Setting.  Yvonne was under no pressure at all (aye right!) after the wonder of Zora’s cooking at Chez Khan last Wednesday. As a follow up to last week’s historic evening, the absent Sister – Kas –  had been in touch stating her regret at missing the invited Currynaughts.  We dropped in to introduce ourselves en route this lunchtime at Stalks and Stems (Shawlands, Glasgow) and may well have more to report on this in future.

As the Photo shows, the Ladies were taking the day very seriously.  I knew Craig would be in shorts and was determined that both pairs of the whitest legs in Glasgow should be on display.

Craig and Marg had a solitary Bacon Roll as is now the custom at our Garden Parties.  Hector could not refuse a second with the famous Stornoway Blackpudding.  Proof, if required, that Hector does not eat Curry 24/7.  With clouds blocking out the Sun for much of the afternoon it was deemed safe to sit outside with uncovered Pates and enjoy the delight of imported Deutsche Festbier.  Tucher, Augustiner, Hofbräu, Spaten and Löwenbräu (Buttenheim) were consumed at a leisurely pace.  The main event of the day was the serving of Yvonne’s Curry.

Mini Poppadoms were an interesting variation.  Yvonne’s own Onion Chutney takes no prisoners.  Lime Pickle too, more indulgence.  When it was time to declare the Starters to be over, Hector refused to let the leftover Onion Chutney leave the table.  A compliment.

I was aware that Yvonne had found a recipe for Butter Chicken, Marg’s favourite.  Hector tried this once and the results were poor.  From the appearance of the Bowl set before Marg, this was going to be good.  Yvonne related the saga of having to sieve the ingredients to create the required texture.  The proof was in the eating.  That there was none left at the end says it all.  The required thick and Creamy texture had been achieved.  There was a Citrus background flavour coming through.  This was a major success.  Hector sampled only a part of the dish, there was something else in store for Yvonne and I.  Craig and Marg devoured the Butter Chicken.  Perhaps the recipe may make an appearance one day in the above drop down list.

I was told that Yvonne and I would be having a Lamb Curry based on my own recipe.  This was not the whole story.  A larger Bowl of Dark Curry was brought to the table seconds after the Butter Chicken – Venison!  Our Lancaster trip was the day after Marg, [Stan.TB], Bradford’s very own Mr. Holden and Hector had enjoyed our first ever restaurant served Venison Curry at the Punjabi Charing Cross (Glasgow).  Yvonne had spotted Venison in the Lancaster Market and no doubt purchased some whilst I was away on my fruitless search for a Lancaster Curry.

As has been written, Venison must be the ultimate meat to Curry.  Yvonne had cooked this yesterday and let it lie overnight.  The strong flavours from the meat had permeated the Masala and vice versa, exactly as Curry should be.  The Masala had been cooked until it had evaporated down to the magnificent texture preferred by Hector.  The Curry was not over-spiced and so Craig became interested.  Marg and Craig  had the best of both Worlds.  Craig surpassed himself.  Hector took a portion, then another, and another.  The perfect compliment to a Chef is to eat all the food.  I tried, but realised that Excess in Moderation would be the compromise.  Yvonne can cook for us anytime.

The Aftermath

The evening continued indoors.  Craig struggled, he cannot eat Curry and follow it with Bier.  This may further answer a question I was asked last Wednesday about the origins of the Scottish Late Night Curry.  Curry follows Bier without a problem.

Chapattis!

Stick to Chapattis instead of filling one’s stomach with Rice and it is possible to follow Curry with Bier, as Hector proves most Saturday afternoons.

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Aberdeen’s Monsoona – Healthy Cuisine, Hard on the Wallet

Posted on June 2, 2012 by Hector

Graeme, Marg and Hector had dined at this locus a few years back.  The venue has  been re-launched in the last year and is under new ownership: Monsoona (20 Bridge Street,  Aberdeen, AB11 6JJ).

We had a choice of venues; Nazma we agree is probably the best venue in Aberdeen with Nawaabs not far behind.  The Jewel in the Crown may have peaked and is in decline comparably.  These were our considerations as Derek texted asking for advice as to where to dine after his visit to the Aberdeen Beerfest.  We were not there; nothing on the list had enticed us.

The first thing Hector spotted on the Menu was how good value the Starters are.  The mainstream ones were around the £4.00 mark with Fish being a Pound or so dearer.  Hector contemplated a Starter until Marg drew my attention to the price of Chapattis.

£2.35 for a Chapatti – they must be kidding!

Graeme has resided in Aberdeen for over a decade and has come to accept what he refers to as Aberdeen Prices.  But £2.35 for a Chapatti?  As regular readers of this Blog will know – up to four Chapattis are issued as inclusive with a Main Course at many Bradford venues.  60p is my idea of a fair price, £1.00 at a stretch but this is extracting the…

Had we not ordered Rice we could have spent £9.40 on four Chapattis.   When Mr. Holden and also  The Bradford Curry Blog read this they will be bemused.  Somehow a Stuffed Paratha at £3.45 felt like better value.  Hector is losing the plot.  We ordered two plus a Vegetable and Cashew Nut Rice at the same price.

The Waiter asked if we wished Poppadoms.  These were priced on the menu at 85p each, we ordered three.   Four came, plus the Dips, £3.40.  In many venues such as last Sunday at the Delhi Darbar (Bishopbriggs), they were priced on the menu but did not appear on the Bill.  Poppadoms tend to be free in most of the places I dine these days.

In for a Penny… £4.65 a pint…

Graeme is one of the few co-diners with whom Hector will have a Bier – so two pints of Cobra were summoned.  This would put another £9.30 on to the Bill. Marg’s Soft Drink was a more modest £3.25!

We have not reached the Main Courses yet

I could have ordered some Starters and Tap Water, and then left.  Is Hector more of an Aberdonian than the locals?

One can speculate as to the size of a Starter portion given the price of the Mains.  Graeme went for the top of the range Tiger Mix which promised a variety of meats.  Marg went for a safe sounding Lamb Kashmir Rose.  Now it was Hector’s turn and this is where this report does take a more positive outlook.

I was torn between the Naga Zhaal and the Lamb Karahi so I asked our new Waiter for advice.  On describing my preferences he pointed at the dish with the original moniker – Naga Zhaal.  I was informed it was sweet and so I asked if they had Fresh Methi.  They had Dry Methi.  I asked for the dish to be served Dry, with Extra Methi and without the dreaded Capsicum.  The Waiter was most obliging.

Marg’s Kashmir Rose came with large pieces of tender Lamb and Mushrooms, the latter she was not expecting.  This was regarded as a bonus.  There was a definite Kick.

Graeme announced that he would definitely be ordering this dish again.  He had tender Lamb, Chicken and Prawns to choose from.  The Honey gave the dish a sweetness which he clearly enjoyed.

The very expensive Accompaniments went down a treat.  The Paratha were too hot to touch on arrival at the table – this is a welcome feature as they would hopefully retain their edge throughout the meal.  The Rice had a suitable quota of Cashew Nuts.

The Naga Zhaal as ordered by Hector probably bore little resemblance to that described on the Menu.  I had avoided the promised sweetness by having the Green Peppers withheld, the Extra Methi would take care of the rest.  The photos show just how Dry my dish was served in comparison to the others.  The Chef had done exactly as I had asked.  I was feeling better.

Monsoona make a feature of advertising that they serve – authentic healthy Indian cuisine.  They are constantly reducing the amount of oil, salt and sugar they use in their recipes without compromising on the taste of their food…

My version of the Naga Zhaal was a fine Curry, above average.  It lacked Seasoning; therefore the full flavours of the ingredients had not emerged. You cannot cut back on the Salt and expect to make an outstanding Curry. The Venison Curry I was treated to last month at the Punjabi Charing Cross (Glasgow), and the Home-Cooked Karela on Wednesday this week, were both highly seasoned and therefore full of flavour.  Since the Calder Agreement of 1998, Hector has not added Salt to any meal set before him.  I eat my food as it arrives on the table.

The Bill

 £61.15.   Six of us ate the Akash (Helensburgh) two nights previously for £77.65 and this included Starters.  Tonight we were a party of three. The three of us ate at the Lahore Karahi (Aberdeen) last year for £35.

The Aftermath

The Waiter accepted the Calling Card graciously.  We told him we had enjoyed the food.  The Bank Balance did not.  The Monsoona website claims the venue is value for money…

I would consider a return visit, but only if the price of the Sundries was at least halved, and it would be Tap Water next time.  Maybe I should stay away.

Derek and Margaret arrived on our recommendation just as we were departing, I must discover how they got on.

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Variations at the Akash – Helensburgh

Posted on May 31, 2012 by Hector

This evening’s Curry-Heute at the Akash (45A Sinclair Street,  Helensburgh, G84 8TG)  was postponed from Tuesday. The new Helensburgh Wetherspoons aka The Sir Howard Young (sic) failed to open on the advertised date, fortunately the Akash is reliable.  I do not think in thirty years I have ever found it closed when in the Curry Mood.

[Stan.TB], Eleanor and Hector were the three Currynaughts singing songs of the wonders of last evening’s extravaganza on the Southside, where Shahed’s Mum – Zora had entertained us so magnificently.  The Akash may not set the heather on fire these days but it is above average and does have its moments.  Jonathan was making his inaugural visit, Howard and Tracey are almost regulars now.

As is written, this is one venue where Hector always orders a Starter, the unique Chicken Chat.  [Stan.TB] cannot resist Seekh Kebab these days and Eleanor ordered what Marg believes to be the best Pakora served in any restaurant.  (After last night’s Superlative Home-Cooked offerings I have to be careful.)  Howard sneaked in a Fish Pakora too.

Tracey was here for the Makhani which she ordered with Chicken (eh?) – extra Cheese and extra Hot, seriously.  Jonathan wisely followed the Hector publicity over the Lamb version of the Makhani.  Egg Rice was his chosen accompaniment.  I decided that if extra was the theme of the day then I would order extra Methi with my Lamb Makhani.  I was in the mood for Rice and so the Vegetable version was ordered.  Eleanor went almost traditional and opted for the Methi Balti Gosht.  This is the Lady who used to eat nothing but Chicken until taken under the Wing of Hector. Coconut Rice was deemed to suit this dish.  Howard too ordered a Lamb Balti – Lareli(?)  [Stan.TB], with  his customary need to be different, had the Lamb Bhuna Saag and his now customary Chapattis.

Lamb Balti – Lareli

Howard’s choice turned out to be the poorest.  It was disturbingly Red due to the high Tomato content and he considered the meat to be tough.  After his not unpleasant Fish Pakora which he described as thin and sweet, and different from normal Fish Pakora, this may not have such a memorable visit.

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Chicken Makhni

Tracey too came a cropper. She loved the extra Cheese but the extra Hot request had created a dish beyond her levels of tolerance.  Tracey admitted that she got exactly what she asked for and only has herself to blame.  ‘At least I have my lunch.’ was the positive conclusion as she had her leftovers wrapped up.

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Lamb Makhni

Jonathan found the Cheese in the Lamb Makhani gave an interesting texture but did not affect the flavour.  He wondered if the near Vindaloo experience was the cause of this – another Hot Curry!

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Methi Balti Gosht

Eleanor felt she was eating a retro-Curry, a Nostalgia Fest.  The Lady left some Lamb whish she boasts she never does.  The Pakora had been a huge portion, the Coconut Rice felt like a double portion compared to that served in some venues.  Eleanor admitted she must still be full after the vast quantities consumed last evening at Maison Khan.

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Lamb Bhuna Saag 

[Stan.TB] devoured his Seekh Kebab in seconds.  Whilst he found the Lamb in the Saag Gosht to be tender, he would have preferred more Spice and even Methi to enhance the experience.  The Quiet man may order a different dish from Hector at times, however we both look for exactly the same thing in a Curry!

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Lamb Makhani

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hector has eaten more Curry at the Akash than he could ever calculate.  He got it bang on.  The Spinach  and the Cheese makes this Makhani a standout.  Both Tracey’s and Jonathan’s version were far too Soup-like for my tastes.  The Spinach guarantees a thick Masala.

One cannot tell in the presence of the Spinach how much, if any, extra Methi was added, however this meal went down a treat.  The Vegetable Rice was also the correct accompaniment. The Lamb was indeed tender as reported by the other Currynaughts. Overall the quantity was perfect; however, I had included a Starter so I may not have felt this otherwise.

The Rice and Breads are worthy accompaniments at the Akash.

The Bill

£77.65.  Given the Starters and the Soft Drinks, this is excellent value between six diners.

The Aftermath

The Holiday Weekend looms, but there is another day of work…

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Shahed: “My Mum would like to cook for you…”

Posted on May 30, 2012 by Hector

Hector first visited Shahed’s  (78-80 Union St, Glasgow, G1 3QS) in January 2012.  It was at the end of April that Shahed himself contacted Hector and issued the invitation to sample his Mother’s cooking.  This is not an offer that comes along every day, indeed it is the first ever example of this occurring in Hector’s lifetime.   We arranged a date – today – and I was permitted to bring three fellow diners.  What made the invitation all the more outstanding that it was not to be a case of The Mother coming to the Restaurant to cook; we were invited to the Family Home – The House of Khan!

Marg of course had to be included, Eleanor is now firmly a supporter of the philosophy that ‘Everyday is a Good Day to Eat Curry’. My most regular Curry Companion – Dr Stan could not be excluded. We shall restore him to his Sunday name for this auspicious occasion.  Today is also Dr Stan’s Birthday, not that he let on at all, a very modest Chap.  We made our rendezvous at Partick and Marg disappeared to buy a Boquet.

Shahed sadly had to call off at the last minute.

We set off to the South Side for our evening of Domestic Curry.  We would as it turned out be entertained by Shahed’s sisters Liz and Shaheen and of course – Zora, the Mother and  Chef who was ably aided by Kenny.

To invite complete strangers to one’s home is certainly noteworthy, it became apparent that there is an Extended Family all of whom like nothing better than to drop in and see Zora, and be fed of course.

We were told the story of how they started out as possibly one of Glasgow’s first, if not the first, dedicated Curry Takeaway Shops.  Shahed was the Prodigy Son after whom the business was named, and yes we did get to see the Baby Pictures of him and his brother Zahid.  All of the family had worked at some time in one of the soon to be two Takeaway Shops.

When we were taken through to the Dining Room there was a gasp – a mountain of Starters, in fact three mountains!  Assorted Pakora and Samosa was piled high on both sides of a platter containing enough Chicken Tandoori to feed the street.  In the same platter was Bombay Potato.  The customary pink Yogurt Dip was arranged around the table plus a triple tray of Special Dips.  Blended with Coriander, we were warned that they were Spicy. 

With Shaheen and Liz at opposite ends of the table, the six of us began the Ritual Feed.  This Banquet has been prepared for us, it was hard to believe.  We  instantly realised that if we did the Starters justice we would never manage the Main Course.

Such was the warmth of the welcome we were all at ease, and so it was tacitly accepted that we were in for a lengthy feed.   Zora and Kenny did not sit with us, they were the dutiful serving staff.  Zora was proud of her food and rightly so.  The freshest of Starters, homemade Chicken Tandoori, who else can boast this?  How can a Potato be made to contain so much flavour?

Everything was wonderful and there was still more to come

Two bowls of Curry were brought into the room, one on the-bone, one off.  A large plate of Vegetable Rice was also set before us, a Salad Bowl too. There was more.  Hector had been promised Karela.  Just how much can one man be indulged?  A special container which keeps Chapattis warm and fresh was also introduced.  Once again, how could we do this justice – we did!

The Curry was in the Shorva style.  As the family originate from Pakistan near the Afghanistan Border this was indeed traditional cooking.  Dr Stan and I tore into the Lamb on-the-bone, the Ladies tackled the Boneless version which also had Potato.  Inevitably I tried both.  The Lamb was cooked to perfection, the spices were subtle.  The Rice felt an appropriate companion.

The Bowl of Karela was set down beside Hector.  Liz pronouced Karela differently. She was intrigued as to how I discovered this Vegetable.  The New Karahi Palace was mentioned.  Liz produced an uncooked sample for Eleanor and Dr Stan to see.  Shaheen described the complications in cooking this Bitter Vegetable.  Tomato had been included in the mix, this proved to be significant. 

The Karela was outstanding.  Thick, dry and well seasoned.  Karrah was not a term Shaheen was familiar with. Chapattis of course had to be employed to enjoy this properly.

Alternating between the traditional Shorva and the extremes of the Karela, this made for a perfect meal.  The Karela had a fruity flavour too – the Tomato – Shaheen explained. 

Only Punjabi Charing Cross has ever served Hector – Karela – cooked in the traditional  style.  Here I am enjoying this home-cooked creation at the House of Khan.  Pinch me.

Shahed phoned to check all was going well, it was of course.

Marg and Eleanor had been sated.  Dr Stan (no Photo for once!) and Hector are well practiced eaters of large volumes of Curry.  We ate on, we could eat Curry for Scotland, perhaps one day we shall.  Eventually I had to wave the white flag.  The Quiet Man too admitted defeat.

And there’s more…

Cheese Cakes – plural, now appeared, and a  large bowl of Fruit Salad.  If I had room for Cheese Cake I wold have eaten more Curry.  The Fruit Salad was an excellent finish.

We retired once more to the Lounge.  Baby pictures of Shahed and Zahid with their Father were shown – I didn’t dare take a photo.  By now we had discovered that Liz had worked some years ago with Eleanor’s Dad. 

We gave our profound thanks to Zora and her Family then took our leave with an invitation to return ringing in our ears.  The House of Khan should be placed firmly on the map – but of course it is by invitation only!

The Aftermath

We took the long way home via the City Centre.  Marg and Eleanor sussed why I was taking such a roundabout route through Glasgow.  We had to call by Shahed’s in Union Street to thank the man who planted the seeds for this evening.

Thank you Zora, Shahed, Zahid, Shaheen, and Liz.  One day I might even get to meet Kas.

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