Edinburgh – Verandah – The Far East, a Curry-Heute Odyssey

After a splendid afternoon at The Staggs Bar, a Musselburgh Curry-Heute was calling.  We had passed the Yaadgar Indian Takeaway (57 Eskview Terrace, Mussleburgh, EH21 6LX) whilst coming down from the station; to capture a takeaway for the train was Hector’s plan.

Dr Stan, Robin and Mags had opted for the bus route back to Embra, Howard and Tracey had disappeared, Craig and Yvonne had departed as Craig’s bedtime approached.  It was a solitary Hector who marched back up the hill at pace towards Musselburgh Station in the perpetual rain.  Yaadgar was busy, nobody was buying Curry.  I asked how long a Curry would take, twenty minutes was the reply.  That was it, onwards and upwards.

I had by now received a text from Yvonne stating that she was eating the Hottest Lamb ever.  From where she did not say, but on arrival at the station, the Four Disparru, were assembled, Yvonne was considering the remaining Masala.

I was offered taste, I did not refuse.  The Masala was thick and very Spicy, Ferocious! – said Craig.  This merely whetted the appetite.

 The Curry of Edinburgh

This is a topic that Hector would not choose for Mastermind.

 

The immortal Dinnis (Akash, Helensburgh) recommended Verandah (17 Dalry Road, Edinburgh EH11 2BQ) to me way back in 1989.  This is the only Edinburgh Curry House I have visited in all this time.  The food has always been good to excellent.  They are open early on a Sunday which suits morning arrivals from Germany which is when I have tended to visit.   They sell/sold bottled Budvar!   Verandah was straight on to my list of Recommended Curry Houses from the inception of the Blog.  This is the first visit since then.

Two diners sat at separate tables, both had left by the time Hector was served.  The place was full on my last (evening) visit.  The décor was plain, gone was the more traditional style.  I was later informed that this has been the style for over a year now.  Methi Gosht looked the most appealing choice, some of the dishes were decidedly pricey.  The Vegetable Rice was £3.75, extortionate, and so I opted for two Chapattis  at £1.25. each  At this point, dear reader,  one thinks of Mr. Holden negotiating up to three free full sized Chapattis in any eatery in Bradford.

The customary Sparkling Water arrived in a 0.2l glass; no bottle was presented so one may conclude that this came from a 40p two litre bottle.  At £1.75, and served flat, this certainly did not impress.

Methi Gosht

The Curry arrived: the first dip of the Masala immediately impressed.  The taste was tremendous, perhaps sweeter than I would prefer.  What I dipped with was not.  The two Chapattis were the smallest I have ever seen.  They were no larger than a saucer and they were Poppadom thin.  I asked for another.

The Lamb was on the tough side, and  there certainly was not very much of it.

I was asked if everything was ok.  I stated the meat content was minimal, the Masala, very good and the Chapattis a joke.  By this time Mein Host was engaged.  He has been cooking Curry for twenty years he told me, so have I was the quick reply.  In fact, Hector has been cooking Curry for over thirty years, though will admit only those created after the Cookery Course should count.  There was discussion as to the difference between Roti and Chapatti.  There was a suggestion that Glasgow and Bradford were getting it wrong.  One may now sense that Hector could have become riled.

The Bill

They took £13 for a bill that was over £14.  It was agreed that I would only pay for two of the three Chapattis.  I presented my calling card and informed Mein Host that his establishment has been on my Recommended List.  He asked if I would be taking it off.  No way could I do this, yet.  This establishment is the only Edinburgh venue Hector can comment upon and the food here has impressed over twenty three years of visiting.  Will I return?  Only if I am invited…

I did a survey last year of the other venues (see below) of outlets between Haymarket and Rose St, there are a few to choose from.  One day,…

Update:

Yaadgar (Musselburgh) – has been rebranded as – Village Tandoori

June 2021

Verandah has gone.

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Cafe Salma, Hassan returns!

The end of the vacation is nigh, but not yet…

Steve and Hector were having a quiet Bier in Helensburgh when the Bier became warm.  ‘Shall we go up to Glasgow, Curry?’  asked Steve.  He knows the rule…

An hour later we were at Café Salma (523 Sauchiehall St, Glasgow, G3 7PQ) both ordering  Lamb Lahori Karahi, one on-the-bone, one off.  Veggie Rice, Mushroom Rice and the classic Garlic and Coriander Nan were the accompaniments.

We were asked if we wished the Rice to be Hot?  This is new.  I am glad to see that Rice is becoming regarded as an integral part of the overall flavour and experience and not just something to stop the Curry running off the plate.

Being an impromptu Curry-Heute, the usual camera was not in my possession and so the phone had to be employed.

The Complementary Poppadoms and Onion Chutney/Raita appeared before we could draw breath.  (Why do we have to pay for this elsewhere?)  Then the highlight of the day, apart form the Curry itself, was a familiar head surfacing from behind the counter.

Hassan was around the counter in seconds and the warm greeting associated with one’s arrival at Café Salma was restored.  He has returned from his month long vacation in Morocco, the homeland.

Superb

With over twenty Blog entries for Café Salma plus their dedicated page (above) there is little new for Hector to write.  This is one of the best Curry experiences, anywhere.  The richness of the Masala, the quality of the Lamb, the wonderful Veggie Rice, …  the magic ingredients which make up the perfect Curry experience.  Steve ate the Nan, …

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Glasgow – Cafe Serena – The Return

Well it was predictable, was it not?

It was still pouring down when Marg and Hector arrived for a late evening meal, in what I had promised would be – something special. Marg was unable to wear her brand new trainers, due to the underfoot conditions.  She is proud of the fact that she is one of the few people in the UK to actually have bought a pair of trainers this week. My conclusion on the first visit last week was that Marg would love this place.  Café Serena (328-340 Maxwell Road, Pollokshields, Glasgow, G41 1PJ) is a Curry Café with ambience, but the Café intimacy is not lost.  The music of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan was playing at a moderate volume.

With a brisk takeaway business there is always activity at the counter.  Tonight our Chap was resplendent in head gear whose significance is lost on me.  Ramadan is coming to an end, I know this much.

More than just a Glasgow Curry Blog

The TV on the wall had the news channel, our Chap commented during our meal that he was appalled at what was happening down south, and had no understanding as to why.  Hector commented that there was never any chance of this nonsense occurring north of the border, Glasgow has a significant Asian community, the Afro-Caribbeans who appear to have been leading the disorder are not present in Scotland in any great number.  Those who are here tend to be better educated and typically involved with the NHS as was Hector’s first (Yoruba) wife.

There is an apocryphal story to explain this: Glasgow Corporation Transport advertised in London in the 1960s for workers.  There was a reading, writing and counting test; the Pakistanis were able to pass, the rest is history

Curry Matters

Unlike Yadgar, where Hector has been stuck on the same dish for over a year, I was determined to find something different.  Lamb and Spinach caught the eye, but there are two versions.  The Desi Karahi version on-the-bone was chosen over the – normal – version.  There was definitely telepathic communication between Marg and Hector, she subliminally opted for the Desi version of the Mince Mushroom Curry.  This had been recommended, not my style necessarily, but I note there is also Koftae Karahi – perhaps Dr Stan and Hector may have this for Dessert one day soon?

Two Chapattis and one portion of Special Fried Rice were the accompaniments.

The wait was not a long one, Lychee Rubicon was a new experience in the interim.   Marg sampled the Lassi, Poppadoms and Onion Chutney and Raita passed the time.  I have had fresher Poppadoms.

Behold the Curry!

Lamb and Spinach Desi KarahiGiven the rubbish that I was served in Belgium when I ordered a Lamb Spinach Curry, there was no fear that this would in any way be similar.  The Masala was excellent, truly impressive.  Once again I was left pondering as to how long the Lamb and the Masala had been in each other’s company.  The fresh Chapattis and the wonderful Vegetable Rice were perfection.

Mince Mushroom Curry

The Mince Mushroom overwhelmed Marg somewhat; she was only able to eat about half of the portion, too much Rice.  The Rice is that good!  This meant Hector was able to experience my third Café Serena Curry in a week.   The taste was a dry as Marg had described,  she loved it. There was more than a hint of Bradford’s Kashmir Restaurant about this dish.  There was a Doggy Bag.

The Chap Helping Out

Another Chap appeared from the kitchen to establish all was well.  I asked if he was the Chef, alas no.  He normally works in a Takeaway at Glasgow-Clydebank Boundary.  I did the double take.  This is Hector’s local takeaway shop; I tried it some twenty years ago and never returned.  Hold me back.

Our main Chap, I will establish a name on the next visit, of course recognised me since it was only a week since my last visit.  He comes across as a genuine guy who is eager to please.  One suspects that with him fronting the operation, the investment in the refurbishment will certainly pay off.

There is a table for eight with our name on it.  This is where Yvonne tells me that she has never heard of the place.

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We could have walked the length of The Khyber…

All’s well that ends well

Tracey and Howard were missing from The Friends of Hector’s  return to The Khyber (221 St. Andrews Road, Glasgow, G41 1PD). This was due to the cooking of a Bradford style Curry midweek which Howard had (allegedly) declined in favour of his reported day out with Hector at Café Serena. It is good to see a Chap who has his priorities correct.

The promise of Kipling at The Other Place saw Hector collect Craig, Yvonne and Mags, and with the aid of a Fast … can one still use this term?, taxi to the South-side.

Dr Stan arrived moments after the 15.30 rendezvous.  Jonathan had already telegraphed that he would be late, he was.

Telephone Line

One is left to wonder what is the point of phoning in an order the day before if nobody at the other end bothers to write it down.  Our regular MC, Hamza, was not there to greet us.  Instead a young Chap who looked still wet behind the ears seemed puzzled by our arrival.  The relating of a booking with an order for six Lamb Karahi rang no bells.  From the kitchen there were loud mutterings in Afghan, if that is what they speak.  The bottom line, my attempt at avoiding a wait was in vain.

Start again

The order was given in full.  One Seekh Kebab (for Dr Stan), six Lamb Karahi (half kilo, on-the-bone is standard here), five Boiled Rice and three Roti. There was an apology.

Ten minutes later our Chap was back: ‘Can I have the order again please?’  This time he wrote it down.  One was left to wonder if he had actually understood a single word that had been said to him from the moment of our arrival.

Jonathan arrived, on informing him that we were here for a long wait he ordered a Mixed Kebab.

The Full Robin, and more…

In any other establishment we would have walked by now, Robin certainly would have.  At The Khyber they cook the meals fresh.  Of this they are very proud.  We knew the wait should be worth it, but what exactly had the young waiter recorded.  He kept emphasising Starters… what was going through his mind?

A Chef appeared and promised us that everything would be ‘fresh’.  This was reassuring.  By this time Craig was counting the quantity of Kipling he could have consumed.  But who would the waiting on his behalf?  It was Craig, the new Curry Man, who had called this trip.  Having had a ‘Baby’ version last time, he was ready for the full assault.

More time passed, and even more.

Yvonne noted that the Complementary Salad had not made an appearance.  For those of us who had starved ourselves all day in anticipation of what was to come, well the stomach was rumbling.  I speak for myself.

 At 16.20, a full fifty minutes after we presented at The Khyber, the Salads appeared with the Raita. The Two Starters were then brought to the table. Two people now had something to eat.

At 16.25, five Lamb Karahis were brought from the kitchen, even Chef lent a hand.  Dr Stan and Jonathan were left eating their Starters and wondering if a sixth Karahi would appear.

 16.30

A full hour after our arrival, we were all tucking in to what is a magnificent creation.  As has been written by Hector before, this is not the normal Curry served anywhere else.  This is something very special.  It is Stew like in appearance, but these thought do not linger.  The flavour is unique.  The normal array of Spices have clearly not been employed.  This is slow cooked Lamb, in its Juices, the Vegetables and Peppers then add to the brew.

The quantity is something else.  How my friends can eat a Starter and then this I know not.  The Lamb is so tender, it is light.  The Masala is sheer perfection.

The young waiter came over to the table: ‘We are happy.’ I informed him.

It took a full half hour to eat the food set before us.  Two dissidents dared to suggest that they now prefer The Khyber to Yadgar.  This is quite a statement.  One cannot give the food any higher praise in Hector’s book.

The food is wonderful. Today the service was poor.

The Bill

£85, between six.  This included two Starters totaling £7.  The tip was modest.  No Drinks at all were consumed, had the Chap forgotten to offer us any?

This is still quite a young restaurant finding its way.  One hopes they do not put people off with such slow service.  However, for those who persevere, the rewards are worth the long wait.

An elegant sufficiency

The six of us each polished off our Half Kilo of Lamb Karahi.

 

 

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It has been one hell of a day…

Howard contacted Hector midday to inform him that Bier-Traveller.com had been hacked. It was no surprise to find Curry-Heute had fallen victim to the same sad person. These pathetic geeks who sit in their bedrooms, have probably never had a girlfriend, and mostly likely will never have one,  and get off on trying to disrupt the lives of others, well, sod them.   Get a life.

With Curry-Heute restored to its visually stunning and informative best, the only thing to do was go out for a Curry.

Hector has not been to The Village (129 Nelson St, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) since the end of April.  Steve reminded me the other night just how good the Curry is.  I have never questioned the quality, but certainly the quantity.  It was time to make a return visit.

The Village remains in its temporary location across the street.  Temporary?  They have been there some sixteen months.  I was assured that the workers were across the street in the new unit and that by October everything should be in place.  We shall see.

The place was certainly doing good business

The Curry order could only be The Village Lamb Desi Korma (hot) off-the-bone with Veggie Rice.  It came in minutes, the joy of dining alone.  The Yogurt rich Masala and the magical citrus aftertaste, one could pick this Curry out of a hundred if someone could find a way of lining up one hundred top Curries.  Hector is becoming delusional.

The Vegetable Rice was as modest in portion size as the Curry. There was enough, just.  At £10.50 including the bottle of Sparkling Water, not hard on the pocket. I still think I would prefer to pay a couple of quid more and secure more Curry.

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Glasgow – Cafe Serena – A Tip Off

Harmony amongst the Bloggers

It was the Chaps at TATTGOC who made Hector aware of Café Serena (328-330 Maxwell Road, Glasgow, Scotland G41 1PJ).  Their experience has been limited to takeaways and mostly of the Tandoori variety.  Today Howard joined Hector to go and investigate the quality of the Curry proper.

Being Ramadan, the venue had opened slightly later so there was relief when the phone was answered just after 13.30 thus confirming they were open for business.  We were the first diners of the day.

I gather the place has been given a face lift in recent months.  The dining area sits twenty with a large table for eight which may prove useful if we return mob handed.  Throughout our visit the place appeared to be a two man operation, the Chap in the kitchen and the Chap out front dealing with the takeaways and ourselves.

The Lamb Karahi was available on-the-bone or off. No surprise then that we both chose the former.  A Special Rice, a Mushroom Rice and one Chapatti were the accompaniments.  We amused ourselves with some Rubicon Mango during the wait.  This fizzy, fruity drink is spreading around the Curry Café circuit.

We were treated to a freshly prepared Salad and Raita, so far so good.

The Curry arrived with very impressive looking Rice portions.  Visually this was already impressing.  The Special Rice had the Biryani look to it, coloured and lightly Spiced with a melange of Vegetables: Chick Peas, Onion, Peas, possibly Spring Onion too, and the smallest pieces of Capsicum.  The latter were not intrusive and so I have to give this the thumbs up. 

Lamb Karahi on-the-bone

The Karahi looked superb, the Masala was Onion rich and looked enticing.  A strip was torn off the very appealing Chapatti and the ritual dip revealed a Masala with a truly impressive flavour.  Gosh.

The Meat was an acceptable mixture of on-the-bone and off-the-bone.  My first sample was a piece of boneless Lamb.  It was decidedly Spicy as we had asked, but the flavour of the Masala was not there, just heat.  I tried a piece of Lamb on-the-bone, much better.

I could be wide of the mark, but I was left with the distinct feeling that two different pots had been sampled to create this dish.  This was a great pity, half of the Curry was superb, the other half not so.

The Chap came over half way through our feast to ensure all was well. I could only tell him – good – it could easily have been a – wonderful.

The Bill

£25.00   and this included four cans of Rubicon Mango.

Overall

This is certainly another welcomed addition to the Glasgow Curry Café scene. The Chap serving was most amenable and shook our hands as we left.  The décor is certainly a cut above the usual setting, a Café with ambience? The portions were more than adequate; a shared Rice would probably do most people. I shall return with Marg, I suspect she may love this place.

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100,000 clicks on Curry-Heute.com!

A BIG Thank you to all who subscribe…

At the start of April, one full year into the launch of this Blog and the subsequent Website, the count was 30,000.

Having been nominated as Curry Lover of The Year 2011, the count started to accelerate with 500 hits per day becoming the norm.

There is only one way to celebrate the arrival of six figures: a full portion of Yadgar’s Goshat Karahi has been removed from the freezer.  At the moment the counter hits 100,00, Hector will have a Curry-Heute.

 

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Yadgar! Home, home again…

Hector’s Holländisch Hootenanny, a Brugge too far, is over

It is back to life in the real world, or Glasgow to be precise.  The outstanding Curry of the trip was Amsterdam’s Moti Mahal. With four diners eating different dishes, I have no hesitation in adding it to the list of Hector’s Recommended Curry Houses. In terms of Belgium, it really was a Brugge too far.  Nepalese Chefs were criticised in a few conversations I had in Belgium and Nederland.

For as many years as I can recall, my first homecoming Curry-Heute has been at The Village. Today I find myself in Yadgar (148 Calder Street, Glasgow G42 7QP).  This says it all.

Today at 15.45, the Goshat Karahi with Vegetable Rice was served.  If there is a better Curry served in Glasgow, Hector has not found it.

The Beaming Chef, Mr Shah, emerged from the kitchen half way through my feasting to share in  my enjoyment.  He knows, you know.  I have long being trying to fathom what it is that gives the Yadgar Curry such an edge. Today it was the fresh Coriander which stood out; however, the familiar rich smooth flavours were just as I have experienced on every trip.

Now my thoughts turn to Stornoway Blackpudding, Square Sliced Sausage, Pie and Beans, and a special Mince and Tatties to welcome home Marg.  With Marg in South Africa for another week, there is nothing to stop Hector enjoying himself further. Hector may manage another Curry-Heute before then.


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Haarlem – India Palace

The first Haarlem visit

On our route to the Jopen Brewery we happened across two Curry Houses in Haarlem.  Having done some research on the train coming across from Amsterdam, India Palace (Gedempt Oude Gracht 29, 2011 GL, Haarlem,  Nederland) looked as though it could be the better option.

After our afternoon ritual at Jopen, the six of us entered India Palace, the décor was immediately impressive, or twee depending on one’s take on these things.  With the walls adorned in Indian artwork and the staff wearing Saris, this was a distinct attempt at creating the right atmosphere for a Curry.  Personally, I am more interested in the food and these days prefer to eat in the bare surroundings typical of a Glasgow/Bradford/Manchester Curry Café.

The drinks order was nil, this appeared to take the staff aback.  What could they possibly have to match where we had come from?  Having picked up a takeaway menu on the way past, we all knew what we wanted, alas  Hector changed his mind at the last minute, to his sorrow.

Craig, the new Curry-Man and Yvonne chose Lamb Jalfrazi.  Robin ordered Chicken Tikka Tandoori, and both Dr Stan and Jonathan went for Lamb Karahi which had been hector’s original choice.  Alas, the sight of Lamb Chops Masala swayed me with the opportunity once again of guaranteeing Lamb on-the-bone.

Poppadoms and the usual Low Countries’ Mint Raita and Sweet Chilli Dips were set before us.

After a respectable time, the meals arrived.  Yvonne and Craig were very happy with the flavour of their Jalfrazis, Robin was delighted with his Tikka.  The fact that an accompanying dish of Masala accompanied this was pleasing, as his Biryani in Gent did not. The Chaps on the Karahi were also impressed with the taste of their dishes.

        Lamb Jalfrazi                                         Lamb Karahi

       Chicken Tikka Tandoori

But what of Hector’s Curry?

      Lamb Chops Masala

I had made a tremendous blunder.  On the takeaway menu it was clear that Lamb Chops was in the section of Tikka Masala.  In the house menu this was under Lamb.  It did not dawn on me that I had ordered the Lamb Chops equivalent of Chicken Tikka Masala.  This is not a Hector Curry!

The red pureed Onion Masala rich with the local equivalent of Campbell’s Tomato Soup is not my idea of a Curry at all.  That the first Chop was well under done nearly made me send it back.  They provided me with a small pot of red hot Chilli just to Spice things up, this was used liberally. I ate the lot, including the Chapatti, it was my blunder, and I had to live with it.

The Bill

€92.00 for six people, no starters,  no drinks.  For such a pucka place this was not too bad at all.

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The Verdict

The overall flavour was pleasing to those who chose sensibly.  The main consideration was that everyone left feeling hungry.  The portions were far too small.  The consensus was that half as much again meat wise, would have made this a much more memorable and enjoyable experience.

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Amsterdam – Moti Mahal – This is wonderful Curry!

This was Hector’s first full day in Amsterdam. On the train in from our hotel at Schipol, Robin, Craig and Yvonne realised that with a long day in front of us, a good intake of food would be required to set us up for the day. With Robin once again leading us along a merry path, we found ourselves walking along the main dual carriageway from the station to Dam. Mr Google showed two restaurants along this street, The Moti Mahal (Nieuwezijds Voorburgwal 34, 1012 SB, Amsterdam) was directly across from us.

It was 12.30, we were the first customers of the day. A young waiter showed us to a corner table at the window. The menu had nothing out of the ordinary, no Karahi, no Desi dishes, the classic UK 1980s menu. Lamb Vindaloo was to become the Hector Curry of choice, not for the heat but because the magic word Herbs appeared. A tall elegant gentleman resplendent in a turban came to take the order. Robin opted for Lamb Rogon Josh, Yvonne the Lamb Madras, and Craig a not-so-baby-Curry,  Chicken Jalfrezi. Little did he know what he had done. Hector ordered a Roti so as to dip the Masalas.

Four very large Poppadoms a were presented with the Spicy Sweet dip I had experienced at Namaskar, and the same Mint Raita. These were devoured, this was breakfast.

Now for lunch

The visual experience was encouraging. The Masalas were all thick and rich in texture. Although Oil was evident there was not a lake of Oil covering the food. So far so good.

Lamb Vindaloo

The first dip was superb. This was hot, really hot. I do not normally order a Vindaloo, usually it is the last resort, this was stupendously hot. Did I say it was hot? This was the hottest Curry Hector has eaten in years. Heat is not what a Curry is necessarily about. There was wonderful Citrus after-taste that was reminiscent of Glasgow’s Village, remember – The Village? The sweat was pouring, the Curry consumed, the bowl was scraped clean. This is the best fun Hector has had this vacation.

Yvonne was first to be positive about her Madras. She stated she would certainly order this again if back in town. It was Spicy, but not excessively so. Yvonne too was getting the Citrus flavour.

Robin just eats his Curry. Very enjoyable – was his statement, and far from his description of his previous Belgian experience.

Poor Craig

Craig, the baby became Craig the man.

From his first taste I could see sitting opposite that his eyes had taken the full whack. I could tell his dish was hotter than he had bargained for. He continued eating. More Rice was applied. The inclusive Rice was in generous portions. Yvonne was clearly worrying about her beau. Still Craig ate on. We tried his Masala, it was way hotter than the Madras! It was not as hot as the Vindaloo, did I mention the Vindaloo was hot. Craig stuck with it, it was the flavour that was driving him on. This was a Curry way beyond Craig’s comfort zone, yet he ate every last piece of meat and grain of Rice on his plate.

Our waiter had been in attendance to ascertain the level of our enjoyment. He came across as genuinely interested. I was honoured at the end of the meal to have the photograph taken.

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The restaurant was officially not open. They normally do not open until mid afternoon. Today a group of about twenty were there for lunch, all in traditional dress. Someone’s birthday? I wonder what they made of us? Hector was almost applauding as he left the Moti Mahal.

This was a magnificent Curry experience.

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