A Wee Curry Shop Sunday

Hector suspects that Marg is becoming a ‘Curry Fiend’

After dropping Hector in town on Monday evening Marg felt ‘the call’ and stopped off at ‘Dining In’, the latest Mother India incarnation in Glasgow.  On Friday evening it was Pakora from Freddies the local Kebab shop, Saturday the Shish Mahal, and today she suggested our Sunday constitutional should be rounded off with a Curry-Heute.

Wot me worry?

For a brief period a few years back the Wee Curry Shop (41 Byres Road, Glasgow, G11 5RG) was the favourite eating place of Hector and Marg under the moniker of ‘Mrs Majhu’s.  They made a ‘Hector’ Curry – the driest Lamb dish I had ever encountered.

We arrived as the first customers of the evening (I wish they opened earlier) and  much to Marg’s disappointment I opted not to sit in the balcony area.  Fear of heights, moi?  Two menus were offered the main one and the Early Evening menu.  The former was not particularly extensive, both had the Lamb Karahi but only the evening menu had what attracted Marg : Chicken Breast with Fenugreek Potatoes.

At £8.50 for a Starter followed by a main course and sundries this was a wise option after the excess of the night before.

We both chose the Herb Crusted Salmon as the Starter.  This arrived in foil with the token Salad.  OK, the portion was small but Hector knows too well how filling Salmon can be.  This was ideal.  The Beetroot in the accompanying Salad was sufficient to provide a distraction and complemented the Fish very well. A good start.

We were asked on clearing the table if we were ready for our mains.  Yes we were.  This is always appreciated.

Once again it was clear that we had smaller portions than one might have expected had we gone al la carte. This early in the evening this would prove to be ideal.  The plan was to share the two Chapattis and the Rice, in the end Marg felt the Potato content of her dish was more than sufficient.  Hector had all the Rice, and a Chapatti.  Permitted a dip at Marg’s Masala, the Methi was to the fore.  Very pleasant.

The Lamb Karahi

This to Hector is the signature dish of many Curry houses today.  This did not disappoint.  The Masala was minimal.  The taste of Cinnamon was the first to emerge.  This was an excellent meal.

The Bill : £20.55 For two meals and two soft drinks this is excellent value.  We left both satisfied with what we had eaten but sad that the weekend Curry extravaganza was over.

The shape of things to come

I do not refer to the possible expansion of waste lines but the fact that with no winter Indoor Hockey commitment  this could become a normal Sunday out for Hector and Marg. To what extent Marg has acquired ‘The Curry Bug’ shall be revealed to all our readers in the coming weeks and months.

We did go to a Chinese supermarket this afternoon, back to the norm of home cooking tomorrow.  Oh, and Dr Stan was met  by chance on the canal bank at The Firhill Basin.  Is this an omen?

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Glasgow – The Shish Mahal – One of Glasgow’s Original Indian Restaurants

Just as Parisians do not ascend the Eiffel Tower every year, Glaswegians probably do not often visit the Curry House that traces its origins back to the days when Gibson Street became affectionately known as the Khyber Pass.  Ironically there are no longer any Curry houses down the hill outside the former Glasgow University ‘Men’s Union‘.  The Shish Mahal (60-68 Park Rd, Glasgow G4 9JF) relocated across the River Kelvin some 200m to Park Road.

Nostalgia

Hector  embarrassingly was last at the Shish Mahal in 1970s or even 1980s when they celebrated a significant birthday.  The prices were put back to those of their opening year: Neil and Hector queued outside  on Gibson St for a couple of hours to gain access.

The wait was worth it.  Not only did we receive excellent food at prices guaranteed to attract even the curious, we made the decision to order just about every Starter on the menu.  In this way the obscure was discovered.

Tonight at the Shish Mahal

This is the too irregular Marg and Hector night out with Alan and Tracy. Cider is usually a feature of the night.

There are big choices to be made.  The online menu looked impressive. The Khadey Masala Ka Salan being the most irresistible dish.  This dish has everything a Good Curry should have.  It happens to be the first in the House Specials.

Fish or Lamb? Choices, choices.  A side dish with Potato and Methi looks interesting.

The Shish was mobbed – we were shoehorned in…

Having assembled in The Doublet next door in time for an aperitif we presented to the Shish Mahal exactly at 8.30.  Our table was ready and we were seated in seconds.  Hector could not believe how busy the place was.  Clearly the reputation of this venue has maintained the interest of the local populous.  I had to squeeze myself into the chair so as ensure I did not encroach on the people behind.  Fortunately for me the table could be pulled a few centimetres towards Alan and Tracy else I would have struggled.  I am not the fattest person on the planet…

We were offered Popadoms and chutneys and these were graciously accepted.  However there is a charge for these and extra onions had to be ordered.  These can be gratis in many establishments.

Drinks

It is only on a Couples Night that Hector tends to order Bier with a Curry.  Cobra on draught was fine, but now begins a critical point of the evening.  Alan drinks Cider.  They only sold it in half pint bottles.  This means that a pint of Cider costs a whopping £6.70!  This cannot be a fair price, perhaps they should consider larger bottles.

Starters


Hector was having no Starter – his meal was planned.  Marg, Tracy and Alan decided to share two between them.  The Hara Bara Malai Murgh Tikka was so appreciated that my fellow diners insisted I taste a sliver of the Chicken.  Yes, tasty but how would you eat a Curry after this? The Rashmei Kebab looked effectively like a Chicken Sikh Kebab.  At least I had my camera to amuse myself whilst the others were gorging.  More Bier + Cider!

The Mains

Tracey agreed with the selection of Hector but ordered hers as Chicken.

The Lamb Dhahi Deghie: Marg chooses a dish with extra onions again, when will she learn?

Alan went for the Chicken Garlic Nashilee.  Three of the dishes were ordered as ‘hot’.

Two Garlic Nans, a Garlic and Onion Rice and a Garlic Paratha were the sides.

The Lamb Khadey Masala Ka Salan arrived with Marg’s Dhahi Deghie, however the waiter presented it as Lamb Karahi – not a dish I can find on the menu – so I verified that was indeed what I ordered.

Hector was instantly impressed by the sight of the Khadey Masala Ka Salan.  The Masala was thick and minimal.  The dish had total Hector appeal.  I was certainly not disappointed by this dish it just lacked that extra special flavour to put it into the ‘superb’ bracket, but this was not very far off.  This is praise.

Oh, there was the Aloo Methi side dish: I was convinced this was Aloo Palak but they could have been using leaves instead of the anticipated seeds.  Sharing this proved to be a blessing as those opposite found this appealing also.

Marg enjoyed her Dhahie Deghie but failed to finish it – too much Starter.

The other side of the table

Tracy’s Chicken Khadey Masala Ka Salan was unrecognisable.  It looked nothing like the Lamb equivalent across the table.  Alan did asked the waiter for verification of this dish but we received no satisfactory response.  ‘Dipping’ my Masala with some Naan verified this was not the same dish.   Nor was the dish ‘hot’.  In the end, much of the Chicken was left.

A disappointment, followed by another

Alan’s Garlic Nashilee turned out to be a Sweet and Sour dish, not what was described in the menu and not what he wanted.  Having scoured various menus for Nashilee prior to Blogging this, it is quite a rare dish and is usually described as being served with wine and sometimes cream.  No other outlet known to Hector has a Nashilee presented as a Sweet and Sour. Alan evidently does not like Sweet and Sour.  Most of his meal was left too.  It was not ‘hot’ either.  Major disappointment.

 The Bill

£113.00  How much?

£113.00!  Alan did the honourable deed and coughed up for his share of the very over-priced Cider.  An expensive night out.  Maybe we should go to Yadgar next time and spend less than half as much.  Does a table cloth really merit these prices?

The Aftermath

We retired to The Doublet to discuss the meal and drink with ‘The Stars’ of Scottish Screen and Theatre.  This was the place to be.

Alan stated that if he were to return to the Shish Mahal he will order the dish enjoyed by Hector.  Hector had done his homework in advance; but who orders Chicken?


 
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Cafe Salma, the Friday Night Ritual?

‘Same time, same place?’ was Dr Stan’s reply to the Curry-Heute invitation.

Hassan resplendent in a light coloured African garment was at the door to give a warm welcome.  Nadeem told me that ‘the friends of Hector’ were present last week, he was proud that he worked out who they were.

Hector did read the menu on this visit and contemplated a change but the Lamb Lahori Karahi proved to be too irresistible a thought this evening.  Dr Stan ordered the Punjabi equivalent to test the volume of added Capsicum.  We both ordered off-the-bone but in the end they brought me an on-the-bone and actually presented me with Dr Stan’s meal.  A quick swop and all was well.

Comfort eating

Not a lot is discussed during the act of eating.  It is very much of taking in all the pleasures.  Hector was very much in the comfort zone despite a seasonal ailment which was limiting the agility of the taste buds.

Kofta Palak

Nadeem as ever was full of his chat: would we be having ‘Dessert’?

We had decided to wait and see how hungry we still were after the main event.  Given the pace at which Hector consumed his Curry there was going to be plenty of room for more.  The Kofta Palak was ordered with a ten minute delay built in.

Nadeem assured us that they were just adding the extra chocolate sauce…  When it was presented Dr Stan and Hector were more than capable of destroying this with the aid of a shared Chapatti.

This is possibly approaching gluttony on our part.  When one considers that Starters were not consumed and they tend to limit the ability of a normal person to finish a Curry then this is the perfect end to the meal.

There is always a feeling of sadness at the end of a Curry-Heute, more Curry is what we want.

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Köln’s Kamasutra

A tasty Lasagne in the middle of the day saw Marg eat her dinner at the Sünner Brauhaus whilst Hector waited for a Curry-Heute.  There are a few Indian restaurants around the Barbarossaplatz area.  The Bombay (Am Weidenbach 21) has been visited a few times due to its proximity to the Reissdorf  Brauhaus.  Tonight something new was called for.

Marg was dropped of at the Ibis and Hector went a hunting.  The Govindam (Roonstrasse 3), a vegetarian restaurant was the intended venue, but had closed.  It was getting late.  Having spotted the Kamsutra (Weyerstrasse 114,  50676, Köln)  on the way there was a speedy return.

‘We are closed’

‘..but I can offer you one or two take-aways…’

Hector declined and left.  However the boards outside caught my eye.  There were testimonials from various local publications.  The menu looked a bit different.  Prepared to eat humble pie if available, Hector re-entered and the remaining customers told me I could have one or two take-aways.

The waiter realised I was seriously needing a Curry.  I was offered a seat and provided with a menu.  He was willing to go through it with me but I spotted the Spinach.  After Bernkastel this was the logical choice, a safe one.

Gosht Hariyali , ‘Luxuriant lamb pieces cooked with lightly spiced spinach’.

What is Methi?

The meal arrived in some ten minutes during which time the waiter and I had quite a chat.  ‘Methi’ is evidently not used by the purveyors of Curry in Deutschland…’Fenugreek’ it will have to be in future.    The Curry-Heute calling card can break down barriers.  It also does its job in Deutschland which was the plan.  I was told that the restaurant had been open for 33 months and during that time had become recognised as the most outstanding Indische Restaurant in the Köln -Bonn region.  This was a very proud man.  Hector was in his element too.

Curried Ibis


With a plastic fork Hector had a midnight feast.  Once again the Masala was not Onion rich.  Here we go again.  This was not the Palak Gosht served in Glasgow or Bradford, more of a Curry with strands of Spinach mixed though.  The flavour was not at all instant in revealing itself.  However, halfway through the meal there was certainly a most pleasurable flavour emerging.  Cardamoms, Cinnamon and Cloves were picked out as necessary.  The Salt content was also high, this is a positive feature and one which Dr Stan and Hector have recently realised is common to the Curry we like most.

The Kamasutra will be visited again.

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Bernkastel-Kues – Taj Mahal

What’s that coming over the hill?

It’s Hector and Marg, covered in mud but not as hot and sweaty as we were before cooling down over a glass of Sprudel at the well placed Café between Traben-Trabach and Bernkastel-Kues.

Having spotted Taj Mahal (Hebegasse 1, 54470, Bernkastel-Kues) earlier this year it is no secret that this was Hector’s reason for making the 7km walk.

Arriving just before 14.00 the only customers were just finishing their meal.  We would be the last for this session.  The restaurant is spacious and has Bier vom Fass, but this was not the purpose of the visit so more mineral water was ordered.  Marg had a Mango Lassi which she thoroughly enjoyed.

Marg decided that she would only have Starters whilst I completed my ritual Curry-Heute.  Complimentary Poppadoms (with Cumin : the good ones) and chutneys were presented.  The middle pot had a red thick paste like spicy sauce which was wonderfully dry.  I complemented the waiter on this.

The Chicken-Daal Soup was praised and the Fish Pakora praised even more.  Marg had an excellent experience.

Hector studied the menu which was impressive. The Lamb was called – Gosht – and so was the Beef which strictly speaking is correct.

The Lamb Karahi won over the Palak Gosht.

Lamb Karahi

This was indeed spicy as was ordered.  The Masala was the normal German thin sauce which had minimal, if any Onion present. 

There were plenty of largely sliced Onions and Tomatoes accompanying the Lamb. The promise of Herbs on the menu was lost on Hector.  This was a very bland meal.

Hector has to ask some basic questions

Why does this pass for Curry throughout Deutschland?

Is this what the Germans expect in a Curry?

Do the Chefs generally know how to make a Curry?

Hector suspects that the answer to the last two questions may supply the answer to the first.

There will be no need to return to the Taj Mahal in Bernkastel, unless the Palak Gosht calls me.  One cannot make that a bland meal, surely?

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Glasgow – Papa Gill’s (Yoker) : It has been a long time

It was a dark and stormy night

Work commitments kept Marg and Hector late so no way was Hector cooking this evening.  A take-away on a night like this would be most people’s options – Marg insisted we go out.

Having dismissed all the alternatives, a Curry-Heute became desirable.  Being too dark, too wet, too far…to go into the City and having had enough of the only Curry-taste available in Clydebank, Marg agreed that Papa Gill’s (2376 Dumbarton Rd, G14 0JJ) was a suitable compromise.

Papa Gill’s was on the recommended list at the inception of this Blog.  This was based on too many late night Curries with Jonathan at the Partick outlet.  I did not know until tonight that Neelim, halfway between the two, is also one of the same family group.

The restaurant sits around thirty and not a table cloth in sight – good.  We were the only customers.  The waiter was straight over and let us choose our seat.

Starters or not

Well this means eating the entire Curry is not guaranteed, but Marg desired a night out and so this should ensure  we were not home in thirty minutes.

The Chef’s Platter for two had all one could desire: Chicken Tikka, Chicken Chat and Mixed Pakora.  For the main course Marg opted for the Lamb Karahiwho has she been eating out with? – and Hector went for the Methi Gosht Garam Masala.  This was almost prophesised in a recent Blog.

I have come to accept that a meal at Papa Gill’s is not going to be a modest affair.  The Starter was certainly adequate, more than.  On collecting the empty plate the waiter asked if we had enjoyed it.  Ah, the opportunity to share my theory that yes this was so, but  …usually when the starter is this good, the Curry is disappointing … Let’s get down to eating some Dry Curry.

Methi Gosht Garam Masala

The menu describes the Garam Masala as – Cooked dry using spring onions, garlic and coriander leaves sprinkled with garam masala, with a real Punjabi taste.  The Masala  lived up to its description.  Indeed at first glimpse it looked as if some Palak had strayed on board but this was not so.  I must return to have the Palak Gosht.  The accompanying Chapattis were employed to handle the Masala whilst the very tender Lamb was consumed by fork.  How sophisticated.

This was a very good Curry and lived up to what I have had in Partick over the years.  It did miss that extra factor that would put it into my highest bracket.  It is certainly the best Curry I have consumed close to home.

Lamb Karahi

Marg’s Lamb Karahi was red and had chunky Onions.  It did look very familiar, like every Curry produced in Clydebank.  Maybe this is how the locals prefer it.  Marg was enjoying her meal despite being similar to her dreaded Dopiaza that she has finally learned to stop ordering.  A doggy-bag was necessary for the last part of her meal.  Hector finished his.  Well it was only a single portion.

Apparently my last visit to the Partick branch was December 19, 2009.  It is sad that I know these things.  This was realised during a lengthy chat with our waiter after the meal.  Of course he was no ordinary waiter but one of the three brothers who run the group.  He assures me that each Curry is prepared in situ, in each of their venues.  He also admits that the outcomes are quite different with preferences expressed.  A refreshing conversation given the shenanigans that some places employ.

Eleven years I have been passing this outlet, apparently.  We will be back the next night work keeps us late, especially if a Chef’s Curry becomes available.  Maybe somebody will contact me and let me know if this outlet pursues the Desi option.

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Are you having Curry for dinner tonight?

..so Marg’s charges asked her before she left for home…

The Curry-Heute was conceived ten days ago when some Haddock Fillets jumped into my shopping basket and later that afternoon a copy of ’50 great curries of India’ by Camellia Panjabi found its way here too.

Goan Fish

This was Hector’s first attempt at South Indian cooking (Korma aside).  Everything was alien, too much blending and far too much water required.  The result was a very bland dish, OK I admit I could not add all the recommended Chillies else I would have been the only person eating it.

 

Next time: the Chettinad.


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Another Perfect Day, at The Village

Even with Motörhead the eventual climax to the evening…


There were three first time visitors at The Village this evening: Eric, Donald and Michael.  They joined Alan and Hector on what has become a pre-Motörhead Village Curry ritual.

Alan decided to have the Lamb Tawa as he has found the Village Lamb Desi Korma to be too bitter.  This did not put off Donald who took Hector’s advice and went for it.  Eric had it in Chicken.  Chicken?  Who eats Chicken Curry?  Eric, apparently.

Michael selected the Lamb Laal Lahori so at least we were all of the Desi part of the menu.

This was an assembled group of serious Curry eaters who had not shared a table since a certain Stag Night at the Ashoka in Ashton Lane too many years ago.

Overkill?  No way

Of course the chaps were impressed.  Three Garlic Nans had been consumed by the end of the meal plus the usual assorted Rice.  Michael was already planning his next trip to the Village and who his guests would be.

Killed by Death

Motörhead were better than last year – fewer obscure tracks.  More of what the punters want.

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It’s Saturday 1500, Hector is in Glasgow, it’s Curry Time : Yadgar!

It’s a mystery

This time Hector has ordered something different, but knows not what it will be.  However I am not passing on the Goshat Karahi, I am having this too!

The gods of Yadgar

Hector has ordered the Goshat Karahi in the – normal – way: as the gods of Yadgar intended.  Shkoor has already suggested that – The gods of Yadgar intended it any way you want to eat it.

The disciples of Hector

Hector was late.  Yes, let me repeat this, Hector was twenty minutes late for the Yadgar rendezvous.  Jonathan arrived twenty seconds before me.  Meanwhile, Mags, with her new techno-phone, had accessed this very Blog and already knew there would be a mystery.  Craig could make little comment, Yvonne was not amused.

Why did we change the clocks?

The sundries were ordered from the bus crossing the Clyde, at least my guests knew the Curry was taken care of.

What is this that stands before me?


A large kilo sized dish of Lamb was presented: just how many portions is this?  Is this for all of us?  It would have sufficed.  Then another dish arrived: the same but on-the-bone.  Had the gods of Yadgar decided to play a little joke on us?  Three ‘portions’ on the bone and two off was the order.

The Mushroom Rice, and Boiled Rice arrived intermittently and we were off.  Two  Chapattis for fun were here too.

Hector’s first taste of the on-the-bone Goshat Karahi was intense, fulfilling, sensational, worrying: there was a kick, how would  Craig react?

Even Babies grow up – I’m a Vindaloo man myself

(cf Curry-Heute in Nurnberg)

The fact that the Lamb was fork tender impressed Craig greatly on his first Yadgar visit.  Mags was simply getting stuck in to her first on-the-bone experience.  This is a lady who does not normally eat lamb.  Hector was worried.

Communication Breakdown

There was this platter of Curry.  It was huge.  Yvonne and Jonathan had to share this?  Hector knew that the extra Curry had been ordered, was it included in this mass of food presented?  The off-the-bones were scratching the surface when another plate of Curry arrived. Yes, this was Hector’s attempt at ordering the Daily Special – Lamb with Sweet Potato – was the official nomenclature.  There was a Vegetable.

Hector has been to Lagos (Nigeria) and experienced an array of vegetables not normally consumed in Scotland.  Hector did not take to the root vegetable called – Sweet Potato.   Today’s – Sweet Potato – looked more like a fruit than a root.  I thought it was Lime to begin with and was awaiting a mouthful of rind, but this was soft and pleasant.  In the end I accepted there was a – Vegetable – accompanying  the even more  Lamb-on-the-bone.  A visit to KRK on Woodlands Road will be imminent.  More research into non-meat supplements is required.

Could I eat all this?   Of course not!

Meanwhile, back in the clean world

Complex but not Hot – were the word uttered by Jonathan,  Craig marvelled at the experience: he knows Hector does not rant about a venue unless it merits the praise.

Craig, Mags and Hector managed to consume the platter with the bones.  Yvonne and Jonathan did their best.  But it was not good enough!  There was a mass of Curry left.

Mr Sha appeared: oh no, we are letting him down.  We had enough Curry to feed ten, eleven, twelve…

The White Flag

Three take-aways were arranged from the debris we had left.

The Bill

£65 (for five-ish) all the Curry you could eat, and more.

*

Midnight Curry-Heute

For reasons that are best not Blogged, Hector was able to consume  at home – on the same day – the  – Lamb with Sweet Potato – and yes there was some of the Goshat Karahi and a Mushroom or three in the platter.  The Chapatti did not do too badly either.  A midnight feast in Clydebank: has this town ever had such a meal within the municipal boundaries?

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Dr Rick, Dr Stan and Master Hector at Cafe Salma, with Mr Boyd

Curry is hotter than Fireworks…and better value for money

This is probably Hector’s first ever Curry with Dr Rick.  It was Dr Stan who arranged the meet so inevitably Mr Boyd was also present.

The complimentary Poppadoms and Chutney was already on the table when Hector arrived.  One really should make the rendezvous time 17.35 as this was the advertised time courtesy of First Scotrail.

The welcome was warm as ever, from the staff, not the Chaps.

Our ‘Starters’ were ordered.  The staff were clearly still amused by Dr Stan and Hector’s shenanigans last visit.

Hector chose the Lamb (on-the-bone) Garam Masala, Dr Stan and Mr Boyd the Lahori Karahi (off) and Dr Rick the Lamb South Indian Garlic Chilli (Green peppers, onions and chilli sauce). 

Two of the superb Vegetable Rice a Pilau and a single Boiled Rice (for Dr Rick) were the sides, so far.

Dr Stan does not say much when he is eating.  Mr Boyd is certainly quieter when he eats, but was possibly formulating his long lecture on the American Civil War that was to unfold in the Bon Accord afterwards.  Dr Stan thinks he must brush up on his knowledge of the Plantagenets.

Nice (we’re not having thst word again) was Mr. Boyd’s verdict halfway through his meal, this evolved into ‘excellent’ as he scraped the last grains of rice together.  Dr Stan pronounced his meal to be ‘most enjoyable’, but of course it was: this is Café Salma after all, the finest Curry House north of the river.

Dr Rick took time to formulate his verdict: ‘”Excellent, after a long dry period without Curry.  The end of the Curry Fast. ” Although Chicago does boast Indian restaurants, Dr Rick resides so far out of town he has been deprived one of life’s greatest pleasures for too long.

Hector normally has the Lahori Karahi because he forgets the Garam Masala is so good.  Tonight the Masala was thicker than I remember it, more Daal?  Although having asked for ‘Hot’ it was not particularly spiced.  It made a great change from the norm, or the trap that I get into at times.  When did I last have a Methi Lamb?  When was the last time I saw a Methi Lamb on a menu?

The waiters, attentive as ever, asked if we had enjoyed our starters.  ‘We are having Dessert’ announced Hecor.  The Dessert menus were brought, why?

‘One Kofta Palak, one Chapatti and four forks please.’ There was applause from Hassan behind the counter.  The young waiter thought we were winding him up, the other staff knew better.

This is a magnificent way to finish of a Curry.  Spinach Curry is something I have to be in the mood for.  To have just a fraction of this intensely flavoured dish is wonderful.  Of course there were five meatballs in the portion so Mr Boyd duly carved the final one into four pieces.  Children, us?

There was Bier afterwards, Roaring Meg the highlight of the evening.

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