Lisboa – Tasty Hut Halal food – This is what the Hector wants!

Posted on April 28, 2023 by Hector

It was midway through last year’s trip to Lisboa that Hector came across Rua do Benformoso, Lisbon’s veritable – Curry Mile. Well, a few hundred metres. Not just Curry, but Pakistani Curry, though many venues identify as – Bangladeshi. Food Garden was the only Curry Cafe in this stretch which Hector managed to visit last time, today, somewhere new.

Marg and Hector met Lord Clive and Lady Maggie of Crawley at Martim Moniz Metro, a few metres from Benformoso, at 13.15. They admitted to having had Samosas whilst they waited for us. No comment.

Tasty Hut Halal food (Rua do Benformoso 151, 1100-084 Lisboa Portugal) stood out as being today’s choice of venue. Photos of the various Dishes were posted outside. There were enough people inside to confirm the efficacy. A table for four, possibly the only one, was secured. The menus were under the glass on the table top.

Just the three Karahi styles to choose from: Red (Lahori?), White (Namkeen) and Chersi (Afghani). Each Curry was available in three sizes: Quarter, Half, Full. I had to assume that this meant – kilo. I could have asked for verification, hindsight is a wonderful thing. Composing this Blog hopefully provides clarity for future diners.

Sharing a full portion of Chersi Karahi (€22.00) between three seemed a logical order. On asking for Desi/Apna, the waiter assured me that the Chersi was – Spicy. Marg had already declared a quarter of Mutton White Karahi (€5.50). Maggie wanted Chicken. Seeking something – less Spicy – with advice from the waiter, she was led to Red Karahi (€4.50), again a quarter. This left Hector sharing with Clive, a half of Chersi Karahi (€11.00). Maybe I had Athena Curry Cafe prices in my head at the time of ordering.

Bread, there was no Paratha available today. Clive wanted Keema Nana, not on the menu. The Plain Naan (€1.50) and a Garlic Naan (€2.00) were ordered. No more Garlic Naan, Clive took the Cheese Naan (€2.75) option. How can they run out of Bread? Maybe Tasty Hut do not prepare their own. In my favourite Athena venues, one sees piles of Naan being taken out the door to who knows where?

On studying the Drinks list, I suggested we share a 1.5 litre bottle of 7Up or Coke. Not for the ladies, I ordered one to share with Clive. On its arrival, Marg asked for Lemon Sparkling Water (€1.00). This came, then Maggie asked for Still Water (€1.00), I don’t think we were doing the waiter any favours here, he had plenty other people to serve. He brought a choice of bottles, Maggie inadvertently chose the Sparkling.

I tried to spot photo opperchancities to capture the atmosphere of the restaurant, it was always too full, people moving around. With Friday Prayers presumably underway, I was surprised to see so many eating at this time.

On seeing the half – Chersi Karahi, I took this to be Maggie’s quarter of Red Karahi. Nope, this was for Clive and Hector to share. On seeing her White Karahi, Marg remarked – Tapas. The portions suited The Ladies, the Chaps, well we just had to get on with it.

The Naans were thin peely wally, hardly risen. The Naan at Food Garden last year most certainly impressed, Tasty Hut do not prepare their own then? There was a Tandoor sitting behind me, not switched on.

Mutton Chersi Karahi

A threat of Ginger Strips and Coriander topped the Masala. The – redness – and consistency suggested a Tomato base. Ribs stood out as I shared the contents of the plate with Clive. We had enough Meat, just, not be too disappointed with our choice of portion size. I had previously concluded that given the – Handi – was advertised as – boneless – all other Karahi were – on-the-bone.

Wow! – the first dip of Naan into the Masala, that so important moment, this Karahi was something else. The Spice Level was right on, then it kept growing. Not for – The Ladies. The Seasoning was spectacular, perfection, and so the Flavours flooded out. Tomatoey, Peppery, there were no Whole Spices in the Masala, but Chef had chosen well. The Flavours here were immense. And to think that back in Porto on Tuesday, I thought maybe my taste-buds were at fault. No, that so-called Chicken Karahi at Chutnify Canteen was the epitome of – Bland!

The quality of the Meat was being praised around the table. Mutton, cooked to perfection, super-soft and giving of Flavour.  I did spot a stray piece of – Offal.

This was as good as Charsi Karahi gets. No, this was way better, especially compared to some watery efforts I have encountered. Clive had his say:

Very tender, lots of flavour. Could have done with twice as much.

Or maybe three times.

White Mutton Karahi

The White Masala looked as though Yoghurt had been added, more than one might expect. Even the Meat looked – white! That Marg has taken to the simplicity of Namkeen Karahi over the years is comforting. We can share one whenever it’s on offer. Marg was keen for me to sample her Curry, I had to decline, no way was I interrupting the flow of pleasure from the Chersi.

A spicy creamy texture, full of flavour, with bony bits. A lovely change.

(from Keema?)

In time, I did secure a Soupçon of the Masala. Had I ordered this, I would have been content, however the Flavours here were not as intense as the Charsi.

Red  Chicken Karahi

Despite the Oil collecting on the side of the karahi, this looked less Oily overall than the Charsi. The Masala was different, – red – if they like. Maggie held up a bone. It was not one either us recognised. Had they brought Lamb? The Hector was not for being distracted whilst he ate, so did not see the pile of of bones accrue on Maggie’s plate. Definitely – Chicken.

I do not recall Marg making her customary – Spicy – outburst today Maggie didn’t let me down. Maggie was getting tore in, in the way that someone else wouldn’t. Her pink fingernails were turning orange, Turmeric! – I was informed that Maggie and I both had the telltale signs of enjoyment circling our mouths.

Turmeric has changed everything – she announced – the portion was just enough for me.

Having finished the Meat, there was a decent layer of Masala left on the bottom of her karahi. This crossed the table.

Woof! Woof! (well I could hardly write – wow-wow!) If the Charsi Masala was excellent, then this was another step up. I gave some Masala to Clive, he wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t, well, the others would have given me away.

Hector made a resolution there and then. Tomorrow, at Tasty Hut, a half portion of Red Mutton Karahi (€10.50) , though the photo of this on the menu does look a bit pale.

We had to go up to the counter to pay. Mein Host (?) did the additions. Space was tight at the counter, about time someone moved that Tandoor.

The Bill

€28.25 (£24.80) I would happily have paid double for double the portions!

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was issued, the waiter thanked. Tasty Hut was too busy to engage further. For the record I had Seafood Paella for dinner.

Menu

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Porto – Chutnify Canteen – Not for Hector

Posted on April 25, 2023 by Hector

Hector and Marg are in Porto, Steve too, but whilst he went sailing, we went for Curry-Heute. Last year, Hector reviewed two Curry Houses across the Douro in Gaia. Nothing in Porto proper had caught the eye as being worthy of a visit. Porto may not have the full range of Curry Houses which Lisboa boasts.

One year later, and Hector was making a beeline to Chutnify Canteen (R. Sara Afonso 117 105, 4460-481 Sra. da Hora, Porto Portugal). The Chutnify chain was first experienced last year in Berlin. Their Prenzlauer Berg outlet was a revelation, finally, proper Indian food in Berlin. With the opening of Punjabi Zaiqa last year, Curry in Berlin has become something to look forward to.

Marg and Hector set out on the Metro in the direction of the Airport. Alighting at Sete Bicas, it was a short walk to the Norte Shopping Mall. Somewhere within was Chutnify Canteen. No mall map was spotted, logically, food is served upstairs in such venues. Never have I seen so much choice, there must have been dozens of food outlets. It was just after 13.00 when we took our seats at Chutnify Canteen.

Here there was table service, Sona gave a warm greeting. The menu was provided. The Pork Curry had been scored out already. It is Hector’s belief that Pork Curry could well have been the first ever Curry, and cooked by the Portuguese. Hector was hoping for Telanga Lamb as served in Berlin. Where was the Curry on this menu?

I showed Sona the photos of Curry on Chutnify (Berlin) dedicated page on Curry-Heute. When Sona informed us that today, there was no Lamb, I asked about Fish. Not to be either. The wonderful Malabar Parotta, another highlight in Berlin’s Chutnify was not on the menu. On enquiring about the size of the Naan, we were told they were small. So why charge so much? That main courses are accompanied by Rice was not brought to our attention. To be fair, the small print at the foot of the menu does state this.

At this point I should have walked, however, for the sake of completion of the Curry-Heute Blog, it was time to accept the inevitable.

Chicken Kadhai (€12.00) for Hector, with a Butter Naan (€2.50). I asked if Capsicum was present in the Karahi, it was. It was agreed that this would be withheld. Spicy was noted after I asked for – above medium. Marg chose Butter Chicken (€12.00) and a Plain Naan (€2.50). A large bottle of Sparkling Water completed the Order.

We settled down for the wait, and wait we did. After some ten minutes, two small bottles of Sparkling Water (€2.00) were presented with glasses full of Ice. They had no large bottles.

Six fellow diners sat within view, others around the corner. Sona was being kept busy, but doing what? It was taking an age for food to be served. Orders were being taken, there was little sign of food being brought out.

In time I would see Thali but no Dosa. It was approaching 14.00 when our food was presented. On seeing the large bowl of Basmati, Marg knew we had too much. Sona offered to take the Naans away, we wanted the Bread, we had ordered it.

Jeera Rice we could have done without. A large portion, there was more than enough to share. The quartered Naans were small, peely wally, hardly risen. Not the quality of Naan the Hector seeks.

Chicken Kadhai

The Friends of Hector – are already celebrating this Curry as reported on a certain social medium. I suppose if I don’t have a Chicken Curry once in a while, then I cannot justify my considered opinion that – there is no such thing as Chicken Curry.

A Thick, Red Masala shrouded the Chicken. A Dry Curry, a positive start. The Meat count was into double figures. Big Onions rang the alarm. Then I spotted two pieces of the dreaded Green Mush. On decanting, more Capsicum was unearthed and set aside. Seven pieces of Ballast. So much for – Capsicum withheld. If I had an allergic reaction to Peppers rather an abhorrence, then the issue here could have been catastrophic.

There was a decent – kick – from the Masala. We had – Spice. I waited for the Flavours to emerge, Tomato was all I could taste. Freshly Ground Spices – I would like to know which, how many and how much? Seasoning? None. Apart from the Spice, what else was I meant to be experiencing here?

It was Marg who spotted the skewer holes in her Chicken, indeed, my Chicken had presumably been cooked in a Tandoor. Not Chicken Tikka, just Tandoori, so no extra source of Flavour here.

So what was I eating? Tandoori Chicken with Big Onions, a Masala poured on top and the unwanted Capsicum. This was meant to be a Karahi?

There are two ways of cooking Karahi, the correct way, and for that I post a recipe link; then there’s those who take the concept of a – Fried Curry – too literally. Kadhai/Karahi is not a stir fry. Everything that was set before me today was – wrong.

Butter Chicken

One has to accept that this Curry is going to be Soupy. Maybe it’s just as well we had the Basmati. Eating this with Bread alone could have been – splashy.

Chicken in a Tomato Soup, well Marg orders this often when Keema is not on offer. The Soupçon which came my way did nothing for the Hector. Marg’s Curry, Marg’s verdict:

A creamy, tomatoey sauce with pieces of Tandoori Chicken, nothing special.

When Sona came to clear the table, I drew her attention to the bowl containing the unwanted Capsicum. She blamed the Chef.

I do not blame Sona or the Chef. I blame Sona, the Chef at Chutnify Canteen and every Chef in every Curry House, plus managers who compile a menu, for including this needless Ballast in the cooking of any Curry.

The Bill

€33.00 (£29.33)

The Aftermath

Once again I showed Sona the Curry-Heute Blog. This guaranteed a photo.

We navigated our way out of Norte Shopping.

My words as we emerged into the sunlight:

That was shite! 

The Menu

 

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Glasgow – The Village “Curry House” – Keep Calm And Curry On

Posted on April 22, 2023 by Hector

The plan today was to confirm the continuing efficacy of Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) in light of the new ownership. Hector had arranged to meet up with Mags at 14.00. Mags would have her usual Aloo Gosht – best served anywhere – is her accolade. Hector would have his alternate Curry to Karahi Lamb – Spicy Lamb Korma. The outcome would determine if this was Visit #144 or Visit #2.

The best laid plans … the shutters were down, Karahi Palace was closed, again. I texted Mags, The Village “Curry House” (119 West St., Tradeston, Glasgow G5 8BA) was the fallback.

Ramadan is over, consequently , or otherwise, The Village was empty this afternoon. The waiter confirmed they had been busy last night, this indeed was the morning after. Mags arrived shortly after I had taken a table, at the window. Hector, the Curry exhibit.

Spicy Lamb Korma, my love of this Curry began at this very venue some fifteen years back, now back on the menu as Desi Lamb Qorma – Lamb on Bone (£12.95). A Mushroom Rice (£3.50) would accompany.

Aloo Gosht is not on the menu at The Village. After deliberation, Mags opted for Lahori Karahi – Lamb on Bone (£12.95) with a Tawa Chapati (£1.25). A jug of Tap Water completed the Order.

We settled down for the wait. Thirty five minutes, more, proper preparation, unlike the nonsensical experience at the start of this week at Kebabish Grill. I was hoping their representative would have contacted me by now, apparently not to be. They know what they did.

Who are you? – asked the manager who appeared from nowhere. He was aware that I had not been to The Village’s Ramadan Buffet, a culinary highlight in Glasgow’s Curry Calendar. Hector’s recent German Trip followed by Marg’s excursions to Durham and Inverness meant there simply wasn’t an obvious day in the diary. The roasting of a – whole lamb – was related. Our loss.

The manager brought the food to the table around 14.45.

I have previously described the Rice portions here as minimal. Today’s Mushroom Rice, once decanted, covered the dinner plate. Enough Rice, though maybe not to share. Better this than the European mountain of waste. With fresh Mushrooms, a worthy accompaniment. As I know what is about to be written below, I’ll permit a moment of nostalgia. The Mixed Vegetable Rice as served at The Village once upon a time, that was something else.

Desi Qorma – Lamb on Bone

This looked the part. Topped with Coriander and Ginger Strips, the Masala had the anticipated viscosity. I counted the Meat into double figures as I decanted, large pieces of Lamb, a few bones, one – sucky. The quantity of Curry and Rice sitting before me looked a sensible portion. This I knew I would finish, but how can others have Starters too?

The food was hot, something one cannot take for granted, even at The Village. Being the only customers certainly helped here, straight from kitchen to table. On hearing positive noises from across the table, unusually, I started with the Meat. Indeed it was excellent, Tender, soft. The Spice Level was pitched well, I encountered a solitary Green Chilli. Most should manage this. The Seasoning was down, a crucial parameter in any Curry. The distinctive – Village Curry Taste – was therefore not forthcoming. The Citrus Blast which I associate with The Village Desi Korma was not present either. Whilst this was still very much an enjoyable Curry, better than served at many a Mainstream restaurant, this was pale shadow of what was served at these premises a decade and a half ago.

Lahori Karahi – Lamb on Bone

Apart from being served in a proper, i.e. black karahi, there was little to distinguish this from the above. The lady who has watched Hector consume many a Karahi Gosht seemed to be on a journey to Damascus. The Meat, the Flavours were all praised as Mags ate. I have oft wondered why she perseveres with Aloo Gosht when authentic Desi Karahi is on offer.

Lamb (was) melt in the mouth. First time with this dish: spicy and peppery, will definitely have it again.

So certain was Mags that her Curry was a winner she insisted I have a sample. And so a Soupçon crossed the table.

Wow! – this was astonishing. This truly put my – Curry – in perspective. The intensity of Flavour hit the Hector plate. The Seasoning was there, QED.

Mr. Baig, Mein Host, came across to greet as we finished. Whilst he admitted to having done well with the Ramadan Buffet nights, he once again declared how difficult it is to sustain his business. Last time he listed the ingredients which have gone up in price. This time it was energy costs. He fears that unless something is done about the cost of both gas and electricity, drastic measures may be necessary. He quoted some venues going part time, but knew nothing of his nearest neighbour.

The Bill

£30.65   Not buying drinks does keep the price down.

The Aftermath

We headed back along Nelson Street to take the bus across the river. Outside Karahi Palace, Ali, the new proprietor was pulling up in his car. Ali wound down the window to greet.

You are closed, we went to The Village.

Once again he explained the erratic opening hours on a – big order.

This may be good business for him, but if Karahi Palace is to continue to be recognised as one of Glasgow’s finest venues to come and experience Curry at source, then this will not do.

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Clydebank – Spice India – The Unlisted Ingredient + Riverside (Glasgow)

Posted on April 21, 2023 by Hector

A Friday night Takeaway, another opperchancity to sample the Fayre at the local: Spice India (133 Riddle Street, Clydebank G81 2DH). Last time, Visit #1, I missed – Achari – on their menu, tonight, time to rectify. Risking the teatime rush, I sauntered along during the six o’clock news. Another Cabinet Minister has bitten the dust.

Lamb Achari Balti (£8.95) and Mushroom Rice (£3.00) was duly ordered. Last time I played the – no Peppers – card and possibly caused confusion. Capsicum and Chilli may be botanically related, as has been written often in these pages, one is an anathema as far as Curry-Heute is concerned, the other, a necessity. My Blog, my taste, but regular readers will already have guessed what’s coming.

The Bill

£11.95. As I waited I studied the Pizza menu, Toppings appear to be few, and no Black Olives.

No Complimentary Poppadoms tonight.

The Mushroom Rice filled the plate, and Hector’s dinner plate is large. Somehow, I knew I would manage every grain this evening. Tasty Rice, fresh Mushrooms.

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Lamb Achari Balti

The Meat count was well into double figures, large pieces too. The blended Masala had a decent viscosity. Hector was eating Mainstream Curry. As I decanted, I saw – shiny red. Tomato I hoped, nope. I picked out the first of many pieces of the dreaded Vegetable Mush, that which can destroy the – after-pleasure – of eating Curry, Ballast, by any other nomenclature.

On the Spice India menu, the following list – Peppers : Jalfrazi, Masaladar, Jaipuri, Jalandhari, and possibly Punjabi Masala. Achari Balti does not, so why include them? Chillies – are listed, I would find two only. Is this wind up Hector week?

December’s Mirchi Masala gave off a definite – Tang. Tonight I was hoping for the full on – Pickle Blast. The plan was to drown out any sense of this having the ubiquitous Clydebank Curry Taste.

There was a modest – kick – the Seasoning felt fine. That this was an Achari came across, but only sporadically. More Pickle was required. The two Chillies appeared to have been the major source of the Pickle Flavour. A lot more Pickle and more stirring required.

The Meat was suitably Tender, but was not giving much more than – meatiness – back. Still, significantly better than so called – Chicken Curry.

Not too shabby – was a fair conclusion. After three decades of being a Clydebank resident, it may be time to accept that – Desi – does not live here.

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Riverside (The Garage, Glasgow, April 20)

Last night, Riverside played in Glasgow for the first time in four years. A much welcomed return, however, in March 2019 on the – Wasteland – tour, Hector declared that when Riverside next took to the road, the band would be followed. Howard accompanied Hector through four gigs: Berlin, then around Polska, at the end of September last year, a veritable – road trip, but by train. That was their – 20th Anniversary Tour – even though it had spilled over into year 21. This tour is to promote the recently released album – I.D. Entity.

Somewhat frustratingly, last year, no songs from the outstanding – Wasteland – album were featured, and guess what, none on this tour either. If bands are to sell DVDs of their shows, then I suppose each tour has to feature different songs.

Riverside are: Piotr Kozieradzki (drums), Michal Lapaj (keyboards), Maciej Meller (guitar), and main composer Mariusz Duda (bass, guitar, vocals).

Hector and Marg secured a front row spot, stage right. All photos were taken on the trusty Oppo. Colin, who had never heard of Riverside until I mentioned them on the recent Bamberg trip, joined us. Riverside took to the stage at 20.00 and played for around an hour and three quarters. The stage barrier provided a bit of relief, who can stand at our age for that length of time these days? Mariusz even referred to the band as being – old – and appreciated that some of us would like seats. However, in the spirit of engagement, it was better we stood.

Six of the seven songs on I.D. Entity were spread throughout the set. Much of the older material was selected due to the – vocables – which allow a sing-along for those who like that sort of thing. When you’re a Polish band with English lyrics, touring Europe, I suppose this helps break down language barriers.

We are a Prog Band – Mariusz proudly mentioned more than once. Steven Wilson has never been sure if his works, with or without Porcupine Tree, come into that category.

The promised – sing-alongs – were declared to be – five minutes – into the respective songs. Five minutes, and then some.

02 Panic Room (Rapid Eye Movement) is one song that can never be dropped from the set. The lyric contains – Shelter of Mine – which the band have adopted as the moniker for their fan club. This is not free to join, but one can then gain access to special releases e.g. the tour DVDs. The concert from the – Wasteland – tour is available on YouTube, Oberhausen, November 2018.

Riverside can rock, they can also be majestically quiet. Why people, especially the Polish contingent who ensured they got their spot at the front beside us, have to talk though these more intimate moments … well, it’s an ongoing issue at gigs.

Being now in possession of seven Riverside CDs, I knew every song. Last year’s tour certainly helped make me more familiar with the back catalogue as performed live. The musical themes in each song are powerful. Marg assured me she could follow the story in the lyrics. People can do this? And the delivery of these lyrics is wonderful. Mariusz Duda is a gifted musician and performer, I also have two of his solo albums under the name of – Lunatic Soul. That feels like a good point to stop.

Give Riverside a listen, these days one does not have to commit to buying albums. And spot, Marg, Hector, and Colin front-right.

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Glasgow – Kebabish Grill – What could go wrong, did go wrong

Posted on April 17, 2023 by Hector

At the end of 2019, Dr. Stan and Hector visited Kebabish Grill (323–325 Victoria Road, Glasgow, G42 7SA). Impressed by the Methi Gosht and Namkeen Gosht, this Blog reports that we both felt that Kebabish Grill  was worthy of further visits, as the local Asian community have been assuring the Hector for years. Then there was Lockdown.

Last month, Curryspondent Archie added a comment to Curry-Heute stating that he had particularly enjoyed the Namkeen Gosht at Kebabish Grill. Hector was long overdue a return, today’s visit would only be the fourth review in Curry-Heute.

Arriving just on 14.10, the restaurant was empty, apart from Vijay who greeted and led me to a window table. Both the three course Lunch Menu (£11.95) and the Main Menu were provided. The Lunch Menu was perused, an extra £1.95 for – Lamb – then.

The Hector already knew why he was here – Namkeen Gosht (£14.95). A Plain Nan (£2.50) was a possible accompaniment, I asked for a Coriander Nan, not a problem. A 500ml bottle of Sparkling Water (£2.50) completed the Order.

The juxtaposition of pukka glass and plastic bottle amused. Still, I was having my preferred beverage, not always available in the local Curry Cafes.

Curry Cafes, Kebabish Grill is very much a restaurant. With the retirement of Danny Singh at New Gandhi, a rival purveyor of Punjabi Cuisine, this leaves Anarkali, a Mainstream Curry outlet, as their only proper – restaurant – competition in this part of Govanhill /Queens Park.

The food arrived in a little over ten minutes. I had been prepared for a much longer wait, maybe the alarm bells were already ringing. How did Chef turn out a Namkeen in such a short time?

The Coriander Nan (£3.50) was actually a Plain Nan with Coriander sprinkled on top. One assumed that Chef would have rolled in this wonderful Herb and cooked it thus in the Tandoor, or on the Tawa, not so. At least the Naan, served whole, was light, fluffy and ticked Hector’s other boxes. Anyway, that was the case for a while. Two visits back at Kebabish Grill, I had to send my Naan back having been served – cold – on the underside, leading to rapid cooling throughout.

Namkeen Gosht

In terms of appearance, this was a classic Afghan Karahi, suitably pale, i.e. nothing – red – here. A whole Bullet Chilli and whole cloves of Garlic were mixed in the Thick Masala. Tomato-based, one believes, this looked the job. Having been given a warmish dinner plate, I decided to decant from the long dish. Had the Namkeen been presented in a karahi, there it would have remained.

The Meat count was into double figures, large pieces too, so the price once again felt justified. One long bone sat alone on the plate. When Archie was here last month, he reported the waiter drawing his attention to the fact that this Curry is served on-the-bone. Where were my bones? Again, on my last visit the debris pile is evident. I challenge that this was actually Lamb on-the-bone.

Alarm! The first mouthful of Masala and Naan took me aback. This was not right, and not pleasant. The menu at Kebabish Grill quotes – black pepper and green chilli – as the key ingredients. In fact, there should be a crucial third – Salt

Namkeen translates as – Salt – and/or – Salty Butter. Where was the Seasoning?

The Spice Level was never going to be a challenge. A solitary, well cooked Chilli, none added towards the end of cooking. From where was the – kick – meant to come?

Peppery – is what truly defines the overall Flavour of a Namkeen Curry. To put it in very simple terms: today, Pepper was marked – absent.

How had Chef produced this Namkeen in such a short time? The Meat may give a clue. The Boneless Lamb was suitably Tender, well cooked but was giving nothing back in terms of Salt or Pepper. How long had this Meat and Masala been in each others company before serving? Not very long is an obvious answer, however, Hector has another theory.

My last home-cooked attempt at Namkeen was truly wonderful at the conclusion of cooking, claims the Hector. Four hours later, a twenty kilometre drive, a reheat, and it had turned to, well, I was not a Happy Hector. Is it possible that today I had been served fresh Lamb with yesterday’s Masala?

That I was not enjoying today’s Namkeen should now be established. Things then took a turn for the worst. Tomato aside, there was an overall Flavour I was not happy with. Soapy – came to mind, and excessively – buttery. No, this Curry did not not taste of actual – soap – but why, since that moment to the time of writing, am I left with – soapy – as the best adjective I can find to describe the moment?

As I ate on, there was the sense of the Seasoning growing, there was also a warmth of Spice. Something in there was right. However, the food was cold, unappetising, by definition. I had had enough, why prolong the displeasure?

A second waiter had appeared, Shafiq.

Finished? – he asked, on seeing the abandoned Namkeen and half eaten Naan.

Yes, I don’t want it.

The table was cleared, the necessary asked for.

As is the Curry-Heute practice, a Calling Card is only issued on Visit #1 as was the case at Kebabish Grill back in 2012. I could not leave without introducing myself, and give forewarning of what is written above.

The Bill

£20.95

The Aftermath

Having placed a Calling Card on top of the printout, Shafiq was quick to spot it.

I spelled out the detail, the ways in which this Curry was lacking. I even mentioned – soapy. Cold food – I had to highlight also. Shafiq was clearly apologetic. On showing the photo of my last Namkeen Gosht here in 2019, he spotted the difference in colour, and I believe was checking that that – pinkish – Curry had in fact been a Namkeen. (It may have been the lighting in 2019.)

That one I enjoyed.

You will put in your blog?

Yes. 

Menu extracts

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Glasgow – Akbar’s – Not coming here, is a denial of pleasure

Posted on April 14, 2023 by Hector

Chapatti John observed a few weeks back that we were well overdue a return visit to Akbar’s (573-581 Sauchiehall Street G3 7PQ). Indeed, it’s five months to the day since my last one, nine months since we three dined here together. On that day, we also had Marg and Clive in attendance.

A table was booked for this evening at 17.00, just in case. As we entered, people were already sat at window tables. I confirmed the opening time with the waiter, now 16.30 apparently. If Akbar’s opened at 15.00, Hector would be here – often! By 17.30, all the window tables were occupied, a strategy that always amuses. It’s still Ramadan, I’m sure Akbar’s would have been full by 20.00.

Dr. Stan sat opposite, Marg was meant to be here also, however, the journey south for a Hockey Tournament in Durham was brought forward. Retirement offers such flexibility.

As expected, prices have increased at Akbar’s, but by less than 10% for main courses, whilst the Starters appear to have been held. John pointed out that Chapattis are still under £1.00, few venues can claim that accolade. Akbar’s, Bradford based, can hardly charge more than can be tolerated in their own city.

Mohsin, our waiter for the day, mentioned Poppadoms.

Only if you’re giving, not selling.

John didn’t think that Mohsin understood my drift, five Poppadoms and Dips duly arrived. We would find out the answer later.

The Order was the same as nine months ago:

Hector – Meat Chops (£6.70), Roshan Lal (£12.90) – Peppers withheld.

John – Liver Tikka (£5.70), Karahi Gosht & Spinach (£13.40).

Dr. Stan – Seekh Kebab (£5.50), Karahi Gosht & Spinach.

Desi style.

I must try this – other Curry – sometime, but with sporadic visits, missing out on the Roshan Lal does not feel to be an option.

John initially ordered two Chapattis (£0.95) on the assumption that his Starter would be filling. He also knew some of Hector & Dr. Stan’s shared Coriander and Chilli Nan (£3.95) would come his way. In the end, a third Chapatti was ordered.

Drinks were limited to Sparkling Water (£2.50) and Orange Juice (£2.75). Abundant Tap Water was also made available.

The Creamy Dip, I did not sample until the last part of my Poppadom. This was surprisingly good, I should watch out for this in future.

John enquired as to the make up of the Green Dip, I informed him that the Recipe is on a well known and reliable Curry Website. A different waiter brought a bottle of Sauce. Primarily, this was to accompany the Starters. John was straight in, he was certainly impressed by its – fruitiness.

Meat Chops

Four Lamb Chops, possibly still the best value in this city. I didn’t ask for them to be cremated, I took my chances. Only one of the Chops had a big bone and was therefore recognisable. I know not what precise cut the remaining three were.

Succulent, an easy word to describe these Chops, – juicy – would be so much more accurate. These Chops were a joy, and one was suitably cremated. Cooked, through Tender, wonderful.

Liver Tikka

What a platter, John loves this. Chicken Liver is what he identified as sat before him. Thoroughly enjoyed, full of Vitamin A, but for Hector, hideous.

The Liver was so soft and succulent – John related – and mild.

Mild? That’s a new one. What about the Texture, that’s what I cannot stand, it’s not about the Flavour.

Seekh Kebab

Poor Dr. Stan, this looked sadly lacking in comparison to the above. Two tiny Kebap, but this is what he likes. At least this should not have ruined his appetite.

There was a suitable break between Starters and Mains. Having recognized us, the Assistant Manager came over to greet, hence the Poppadoms. We were told that Imran should be en route home from his vacation. At Akbar’s they know their regulars, the service is always friendly, attentive. I could name the place where Dr. Stan and I, et al, had breakfast on Thursday morning, stale bread, and a Host who was just being stupid. Hector does not aim to put firms out of business, though in Europe, I have offered to show Chefs how to make Curry. At Akbar’s the customers are always well looked after.

The Mains arrived, the Naan was last. Huge, soft, puffy, blisters, served whole, a delight. A pity that between three of us, we couldn’t finish it. John claims to have finished a share of the Family Nan (£5.95). His third Chapatti arrived hot and puffy, straight from Tawa to table. Maybe this is a good tactic.

Roshan Lal

This Curry never disappoints. If one knows the Methi-rich killer Bradford Curry taste, then this is the one to order. With the Meat cut so small, in the Bradford tradition, it means that one can have Bread, Meat and Masala, simultaneously. This is also a filling way to eat. In time, the Bread has to be abandoned, mustn’t leave any Curry.

The first mouthful gave the Bradford Blast, superb. The Chilli on the Naan no doubt upped the overall Spice Level, the Seasoning was sound. The Masala showed a hint of creaminess, presumably the late addition of Yoghurt. What a range of Flavours from the gorgeous, Herb-rich Masala, why am I not having this every week?

The Meat was super-soft, and also giving of Flavour. Eaten with the Naan, the first half of the meal was simply perfection. The second half makes one question the merits of a Starter and Naan, maybe a Chapatti would be more practical. But why deny oneself these pleasures?

Bradford Curry, so distinctive, and yes, Hector and Marg have dates in the diary for another visit in the near future.

Karahi Gosht & Spinach

I must try this Curry. With even more Herbs than the Roshan Lal, it must be a delight. Today’s version had visibly less Oil than the Roshan Lal, however, the base Masala looked the same. A classic Bradford – Dry – Curry.

I did here John emit a – Wow! – as he ate. Dr. Stan was almost exuberant:

Rich, spicy, very tasty … one or two tough bits of meat, mutton. Certainly very good.

John was almost in raptures:

Faultless consistency, and I don’t recall tasting better.

The table was cleared, I asked for – The Bill – when the rain stops.

It was chucking it down, many would be soaked in Glasgow this evening.

The Bill

£71.65 The Poppadoms were indeed Complimentary. He who asks, sometimes gets.

The Aftermath

Mohsin was thanked, and rewarded, for his fine service this evening.

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Glasgow – Karahi Palace – A Change of Owner

Posted on April 10, 2023 by Hector

On Saturday, Hector arrived at Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) to find the shutters half down, a continuation of the situation when I departed on my last visit. I was here to have Lamb Karahi (£12.00) and celebrate –  the thirteenth birthday of Curry-Heute!

A chap pulled up outside and brought in supplies. He informed me that Karahi Palace was closed, they had an order for a hundred people later that night. Same as my last visit then, Ramadan continues.

Believing Ayaz to be on the premises, I felt he would hardly turn me away.

Ayaz has gone already – was the next piece of information. The heart missed a beat.

I could have had Curry elsewhere, however the ongoing events a kilometre or so to the East killed the appetite. Of course, VAR, as operated in Scotland, may say I did have Curry on Saturday when clearly I didn’t.

Arriving today at 13.50, all looked well on the outside. The – Old Timer – who has been standing in for Chef Rashid (as I see it) was alone behind the counter.

Ayaz is on holiday – was more comforting news, however, it’s not that long since he was away.

I placed the Order, today a Naan (£1.50) instead of the customary Chapatti (£1.00), was this a moment of intuition? On taking my favourite spot in the empty dining area, I was asked – Spicy?

Desi – was the reply, he appeared happy with this.

A Modest Salad and Raita soon arrived, the jug of Tap Water soon after. The Water had no taste, yay, the Raita did. The Salad was a momentary distraction until the main event.

The Naan, unusually round for Karahi Palace, was scored into four pieces. The blisters immediately impressed, this was a risen Naan, I never understand the need for perforations and – Rogni Naan – served at southern venues. With thicker edges, this was a Naan to behold. The blisters did turn crispy in time, however, the edges remained light and fluffy. Can Chef repeat this next visit?

Karahi Lamb

The – killer aroma – defined the moment. With sliced Green Chillies, Ginger Strips and Coriander atop the thickest of Masalas seen here in a while, all was set. The copious Meat was on-the-bone as all Lamb is served at Karahi Palace, how many bones?

The Masala was top notch, Tomato-based, with skins left on, so much for my attempts at removing them in my recent home-cooked efforts. There was a sense of burnt bits on the base of the karahi, this added another dimension to the level of pleasure that was already being realised.

The Lamb was sensational, big pieces, eaten with the fingers, beautifully Tender, and giving so much Flavour plus the associated – kick. The Spice Level was where one wants it, the Seasoning a bit below. This Chef does not know the Hector Tweaks.

Same taste ? – asked Chef from behind the counter.

Wonderful – was the reply.

The Naan and Masala combination was a step above my usual Chapatti accompaniment. What a Masala, and only a trace of Oil collecting at the base of the karahi. Given what follows below, this may be a crucial marking of the expected standard of Karahi Gosht served at Karahi Palace.

The quantity of Karahi was manageable, only three quarters of the Naan was consumed. The bone count = one, unusual.

One bone is not – un oeuf, c’est un os!

The Bill

£13.50 Cash, the system is not yet set up for card payments, a situation that revealed all.

The Aftermath

Meet the new boss, Ali, I have seen him here previously. Ali recognised me both on Saturday and today, he has acknowledged seeing me and my dining companions, but only here? Ali must be associated with other venues.

I asked after Azaz – gone to work in a burger and kebap shop in Edinburgh. Chicken Club (46 S. Clerk Street, Edinburgh ???) is what shows when one pays by card at Karahi Palace. Hector Holmes is on the case. Maybe Ayaz will get in touch?

Hector now has a dilemma. Is this still Karahi Palace, or the start of a new business?

Back in 2012 when the Akash (Helensburgh) changed hands, I had no choice but to declare – New-co – a term in vogue that year, and start the count again. Chef Rashid may return to Scotland next month, time will tell if he returns to Karahi Palace. Was today Visit #143, or Visit #1?

Update – May 2023

In Blogging, one always has the benefit of hindsight, changes can be made.

After the events of this weekend, Hector has declared Karahi Palace to be a – New-co – and therefore the counter has been reset.  This post becomes New-co #1.

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Berlin – Punjabi Zaiqa – Rite Time

Posted on April 4, 2023 by Hector

The twenty four who were in Bamberg for the – B.S.F.-A.G.M. – have scattered. After two days in München then four in Bamberg, Hector was not going to miss the opperchancity of at least one night in Berlin. One night it would be, time for one Curry.

Having reported the changes at Indian Mango (München), then being overfed at Ganesha Tandoori (Bamberg), Hector was looking forward some genuine Punjabi Fayre. Punjabi Zaiqa (Tromsöer Strasse 6, 13359 Berlin Deutschland) was only discovered at the end of 2022, a much needed addition to the Berlin Curry scene which at times struggles to reach a level of mediocrity, never mind – Mainstream. Nevertheless, Hector has always tried to stay positive. Punjabi Zaiqa is a no frills Curry Cafe, metres from Osloer Strasse U Bahn station (U5 +U8) in the north of the city, here lies – Echtes Desi Essen.

I arrived at 15.50, a sensible time to eat, Hector’s preferred time, the Rite Time. A board outside showed the – Midday Menu. Being Ramadan I doubt there would be many takers. A 10% Ramadan discount was prominently advertised, whether this applied to sit in and Takeaway, I know not.

Adnan recognised me as I approached the counter to order, no sign of Kaka today. I had already decided, well actually months ago, that my next Curry at Zaiqa would be another – Desi – Lamm Korma (€12.90), Spicy. In order to avoid a repeat of Monday’s debacle, I asked for Rice only, no Bread, otherwise I would have ended up with both.

Helping oneself to a drink from the fridge is expected, I took something that was clearly – gassy – but turned out to be a sweet Turkish Lemonade, not Sparkling Water.

I sat in the otherwise empty restaurant, with little distraction, the chaps could concentrate on preparing my Order. Two young girls would later order Chicken Curry. Zaiqa serve the basics as well as – Desi Curry.

A chap brought the tray brimming with food. As is the European way, the Rice bowl was way more than a Hector would ever manage.

A Side Salad too, the Rocket was discarded, horrible stuff, looks like dandelion leaves, tastes like weeds. I will admit to not having sampled many of these. I was surprised to find a typical German Salad Dressing mixed through the Cabbage etc, the Vinegar added bite, decent. The Salad would provide a suitable distraction from Meat and Masala.

Lamm Korma

On seeing the huge pieces of Meat with pointy bones protruding, the heart sank – Chicken? Thankfully, these were not Chicken Thighs but simply huge pieces of Lamb on-the-bone. The bones I didn’t recognise, possibly from the cheaper cuts which more Pukka venues wouldn’t use? There was loads of Meat and not so many bones as it turned out, this was easily the – half kilo.

Wow! – instant gratification. Nowhere else in Berlin serves Curry like this, and damn few in the UK. The oily Masala was in the classic style, even before I took the first mouthful the palate was already salivating, one can tell just by the appearance that this was the real thing.

Some, actually around half, of the pieces of Lamb were so large I had to use a knife to cut them into manageable bits. When did Hector last use a knife in a Curry House? Had I taken the Bread option then fingers would have been employed, next time.

Wow! – yes, this deserved a second exclamation. The Flavour was astonishing, whilst the Spice Level would never reach overwhelming, it did grow steadily as I ate. Sliced Green Chillies had been cooked in. The Seasoning, well this Curry could not have attained this level of satisfaction without this being well pitched. The blended Masala simply oozed pleasure, for once I accepted that more would have been even better. Soupy Curry – is not what the Hector seeks, however, today, to manage the Rice, more Masala required. Bread next time, unless there is someone to share a more complex Rice a la Karahi Palace (Glasgow). These are notes to myself.

Whole Cloves and Cumin Seeds were encountered, each giving their own blast of Flavour, then there was the Meat. Every piece seemed different. Firm, Tender, giving of Spice, others less so. Meatiness alone, then pieces which were simply magnificent. Life is like a .… (Forrest Gump).

Spicy Desi Korma, a Curry which has nothing in common with that served in Mainstream Curry Houses, no Coconut here, not for beginners. This Lamm Korma was just sublime, and totally justified the horrible price of tomorrow’s flight home.

The Bill

€15.40 (£13.52)    No price increase since last year. After a week in Deutschland, it’s fair to deduce that inflation here is not what it is in the UK.

The Aftermath

I bade farewell, Berlin is next in the calendar for the end of August, unless the unexpected happens. Marg may then review the Keema.

And so for a quick visit to Protokoll then on to Bräugier for another excellent evening. OK, maybe I wasn’t just in die Bier-und Curryhauptstadt for Curry alone.

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Bamberg – Ganesha Tandoori Indisches Restaurant – Infinity Parade

Posted on April 2, 2023 by Hector

Day #5 of this trip and Curry #3, anything to avoid Deutsche Essen. The Hector will admit to having had Wiener Schnitzel, but surely that’s Austrian?

Ganesha Tandoori Indisches Restaurant (Egelestrasse 31, 96050 Bamberg Deutschland) has impressed in previous visits. Only two, I was convinced it was more. Today would be another Landmarq (sic) Curry.

The Fisch Madras impressed on Visit #1, time to apply the Curry-Heute Test, do so again. I arrived at 12.30, far too early to dine, however, the many filled tables at the front of house confirmed that some thought otherwise. I was shown through to the narrow area linking the main seating area to the vastness of the rear. I wonder if/when that is occupied. This was the same table that Marg and Hector were allocated last April before Steve arrived and we moved across the room.

Fisch Madras (€13.90) comes with inclusive Rice and a Naan. The Euro norm is the choice of either, serving both may be regarded as a bonus, however, given what is served at Ganesha, I wonder which mortals can manage both?

A young waiter took the Order, instead of the customary Sparkling Water, today the Hector opted for a 0.4l glass of Fanta (€3.50). Later this afternoon, the top price for a half litre of Bier was €3.10, just saying.

A Complimentary Poppadom and three Dips were presented. The Poppadom was well toasted and contained Cumin Seeds which always ups the impact of the experience. Of the three Dips, the Oily one was seriously – Scharf, achtung!

What followed was a near replica of Visit #1, right down to the two Onion Rings as a Garnish. Then the Naan had been cut into four, today’s was merely halved. The teardrop shape is associated with being a proper Tandoori Naan, the Bread was Buttery, but not giving off Garlic. Light, puffy, an excellent Naan, a pity I could only eat but a scrap. Bread fills, and there so much more to deal with.

The Rice portion was almost obscene, this was enough Basmati for three. Quality Rice, but quite simply a waste of food. I took what I thought I might manage, well if it was 15.00, it wasn’t.

Fisch Madras

The presentation could not be faulted. Abundant Curry sat atop the tea light stand. I decanted seven large pieces of Fish, each would be cut into three or more pieces. Fresh Mushrooms were once again present, a welcome bonus. An Interesting Vegetable always adds Diversity. The blended, Creamy Masala was as experienced previously. With a decent viscosity, the Masala was far from being – Soupy. There was enough Masala to match the quantity of Fish, perhaps, this was only element of the meal which was not to excess.

The Fish was particularly soft, spongy even. On risking being wide of the mark, possibly Monkfish (tails). I will admit to preferring a more firm Fish. The Flavour from the Fish took a while to emerge, however, the Spice Level struck immediately. This Fish was giving back a serious – kick.

The Manager, Naveen, came to make the customary check.

This is a lot of food – Hector stating the obvious and pointing to the mass that filled the table. Naveen offered more Chillies, declined.

The Spice Level was fine, the Seasoning developed as the Flavour from the Masala came to the fore. Usually, when Bread is in play, this is used for dipping in the Masala. Today, the Naan was quickly abandoned and the remaining Masala poured over the Fish and Rice.

The body clock is still not in sync with what is stated as the current time. Trying to have Curry in effect four hours before the preferred time was always going to be a struggle, but it was now or not at all. The amount of Rice left on the plate may be embarrassing, this was a mere fraction of that remaining in the Rice bowl.

Naveen approached once more, I asked for The Bill, he had other ideas. Schnapps was offered, declined. Mango Lassi, declined also. Espresso, well if I didn’t have something I felt I would have been insulting the generous hospitality.

The Bill

€17.40 (£15.33) Usually, €20.00 is the lowest amount payable by card at Ganesha. On trying to round the amount up, I was informed the tip had to be cash. The Curry was paid by card.

The Aftermath

Introductions were made once more. Naveen asked me to make comments on a social medium, I showed what was already posted on Curry-Heute. Hopefully his boss will take on board the needless waste of food.

Dr. Robin Jones R.I.P.

This evening, news reached us of Dr. Robin’s passing. This was out of the blue, it is only a matter of weeks since he was out with – The Company.

Dr. Robin has appeared in Curry-Heute over the years December 2019 marking his 70th birthday. He would have had more to say on the Mushrooms in today’s Curry.

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Menu extracts

 

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München – Indian Mango – The End of an Era, The Dawn of a New

Posted on March 30, 2023 by Hector

A Hauptbahnhof at noon rendezvous for Curry-Heute, Lord Clive and Lady Maggie had coffee in hand, and bags of food. Strange. Curry at 12.30, even stranger, in fact the reality is worse. Five days ago the body clock was set at – GMT. Yesterday, Hector had to begin adjusting to – GMT+2. Hector was in effect, having Curry for Frühstuck.

Indian Mango (Zweibrückenstraße 15, 80331, München, Deutschland) was once again the chosen venue, The Crawley Two’s turn for Fisch Chettinad (€14.00) whilst Hector would have the alternative – Lamm Chettinad (€15.00). Two things to note already, the Basmati would be inclusive, Fish costs less than Meat in Europe, so why not in the UK?

Rakes, the new – Host -, greeted, allocated our table, and took the Order. Maggie asked for her Curry to be less Spicy. I asked for all to be – Traditional – an attempt to have Chettinad in the style which Indian Mango have made famous over the last two decades. A 0.4l glass of Sparkling Water (€3.00) and a 0.5l bottle of Still Water (€3.50) completed the Order.

Whilst we waited, Maggie observed that the cutlery clock has gone from the wall. Back in Crawley, their equivalent no longer works. The new co-Manager acknowledged the loss. The clock has gone, part of the subtle rearrangement of the room since the departure of Mr. Jolly Kunjappu and more recently his sidekick – Herr Battra.

The pungent smell of cooking Fish wafted through the seating area from the open kitchen. The Fish Chettinad, still not on the menu, may have changed, the aroma maintains. Rakes brought plates then a large plate of Rice which he divvied up between us.

There would still be Rice left at the end.

Lamm Chettinad Spezialität (scharf)

A Coriander Garnish, the pot was brimming with Meat in the Thickest of Masalas. That there was a visible Masala was the telltale sign that the almost – stir fry – era of Chettinad at Indian Mango has gone. Did Herr Battra take the Recipes away with him? This was clearly not the same Curry as has been enjoyed, indeed raved about previously, at Indian Mango. Hector can only review what was actually served: Curry-Heute!

The Meat count was into double figures, and each piece was – large. This meant that the Masala was decidedly Minimal, as Hector seeks his Curry. With everything carefully arranged on the plate, the sight was most appealing, in spite of the body wondering – wtf, why this early

The Curry was Spicy as already declared on the menu. The Seasoning was moderate, enough. Less smoky – was an immediate comparison with the previous version, however, this Curry was impressive in its own right. The Onions may have been caramelised, giving a slight Sweetness to the overall experience.

The Lamb was well saturated in Spice, this was certainly not Mainstream Curry. Indian Mango may serve that to those who order lesser Dishes, this Curry was much more demanding. Each bite of Meat gave off more Spice, more Flavour. A blast of (green) Cardamom took me surprise, not spotted.

Rakes came over to check on our enjoyment, I gave the thumbs up. This is how it is, a new era has dawned at Indian Mango.

I would end up leaving a couple of mouthfuls of Rice, the contents of my plate had swollen, some of Maggie’s Fish found its way in my direction.

Fisch Chettinad

The same oblong plate as yesterday, but the quantity of Masala was visibly less, an attempt at recapturing the past? Once again, there was a lot of Fish on the plate. My review of yesterday’s Fish Chettinad did not mention the couple of bones I encountered, hardly an issue. Today there were markedly more.

Food sex – is how Maggie described her Fish Curry. When I finally addressed the Soupçon, – Wow! – what a blast of Flavour! And that was from the Fish alone. Any restaurant that serves a Fish Curry with this level of intensive – Fishiness – will still get my vote.

Maggie: The first mouthful was divine, enough to make me go – …… – there was a few bones in it. The Masala was tasty, the Fish was tender, the portion was more than big enough.

Clive: What she said, a very generous amount of Fish in there. I didn’t realise I had ordered Fish on-the-bone, five in one mouthful.

The Bill

€49.50 (£43.42) Still good value. I have added the Lunchtime Menu below for those who want something less demanding.

The Aftermath

Until next year – was the hopeful farewell to Rakes.

Later, much later, I was walking along what is left of Schillerstrasse. As well as Cafe Schiller, the famous Sports’ Bar, Lahori Hajweri has gone. Around the corner, I spotted Rasoi, whose Pakistan heritage was prominent. Maybe on future trips, Hector may stray from Indian Mango.

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