Yadgar – Last Glasgow Curry of 2010

Alan likes Curry.  Hector likes Curry.  Our diaries stated that today we would enjoy the best Curry Glasgow has to offer, just us, the ladies are elsewhere.

It was Pensioners’ Day at the Allison Arms, Robin, Dr Stan and Mr Boyd were not present, so they had no Edelstoff or Greif Weihnachts.

At 18.00 we took our seats at The Yadgar Kebab House (148 Calder St, Govanhill, Glasgow, G42 7QP).  The Goshat Karahi of course had been pre-ordered: 1kg on-the-bone.  Hector had asked Shkoor to have it presented as the Chef intended.  Alan asked for a Garlic Nan and Egg Rice, Hector went for the usual Mushroom Rice and a Chapatti.

Today the Mushroom Rice had fresh Mushrooms for the first time in my experience.  The Rice is a meal in itself, Spicy too.

The complementary Salad was delivered while we waited for the fine tuning, well preparation of the Sides.

No pressure then

Having raved about the quality of this dish for several months this was indeed to be a special meal.  Mr Sha was Chef of the day so there was no doubt that this Curry would impress.

Alan had a slight apprehension as to exactly what 1kg of Curry  might look like.  When it arrived and he realised we were sharing the ‘bucket’ there was relief.  On-the-bone it is possible for two to share, off-the-bone, forget it.

I had not asked for the meal to be prepared ‘hot’ it usually is, and again this was perfection.  Having had no food all day the appetite was there to be satisfied.  This quantity is an absolute treat: one has the normal plateful and one can see more waiting.  No spoiling the appetite with Starters – this is about maximising the pleasure that this sensational Curry brings.

And so the Goshat Karahi arrived: it was presented with minimal Masala: just how Hector prefers it.  Alan found himself using words to describe the dish that have already appeared in this Blog.  There is a ‘thick’ satisfying warmth to the dish.  The flavour is intense; the Spiciness creeps up after each mouthful and adds further to the experience.  The blend of Herbs and Spices is of course unique.  This is the place to be, this is The Curry to eat.

We were the only diners, however the takeaway trade is booming.  Two different Lentil Curries were on display.  There must be something here for everyone.  However, if you do not like Lamb then you will never find out what you are missing.

Postscript

We retired to ‘The Other Place’ to meet the Chaps.  Richard is in town and introduced his Fiancée Julia.  She assures me that she does have a washing machine and that she can iron.  I informed her that this is all Richard really needs in life.  Julia does not appear to enthusiastic about trains.  Just wait until she is standing on a station platform, the train pulls in and she is not permitted to get on.  ‘Had this one.’

On  a Curry-Heute note, they left us to go to the New Anand (76 Nithsdale Rd, Glasgow, G41 2AN) which does a very fine Buffet.  They are also licensed and have table cloths.

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Aberdeen – Rishi’s Indian Aroma – Real Indian Food

Why today is not Boxing Day is not the only mystery

Rishi’s Indian Aroma (210 George St, Aberdeen, AB25 1HN) is a new Aberdeen experience for Hector: this is a genuine Indian restaurant, not the Lahori-Punjabi  interpretation which dominates the west of Scotland.

The Spice of Asia grocer opposite Aitkens  (the source of the finest Butteries in Aberdeen) on John St is visited on every Aberdeen visit and is how this venue came to be discovered.

Actually it was the adjacent Cafe/Takeaway – El Andalus – which caught Hector’s eye originally.  I have asked those with whom I have social discourse in this city if anyone has been, the answer has been negative.  In the summer on my last visit I noticed that the premises were apparently being relocated away from their corner spot a few doors towards the Bon Accord Centre: this suggested they were doing well and made me determined that this would be priority #1 on this visit.  When the sisters go out for their annual,  dinner, Hector shall go exploring.

Yesterday, brother-in-law Graeme announced that he has been twice and been impressed both times.   At last, a sign that the Café culture is being appreciated, who needs a table cloth and a Bier to enjoy a Curry-Heute?

Hector was misled, or was he?

On arrival at El Andalus, the premises on the corner, they were  evidently still operating but closed until 1600.  The actual shop unit Hector was heading for may be separate operation altogether…   and so Rishi’s is the Curry-Heute.

There were about a dozen people already assembled around 12.30.  Only one solitary chap, apart from me, was not Asian.  By the time I left around thirty people were in attendance, again only two indigenous Scots.  This place is certainly popular and by those who should know the food better than the rest of us mortals.  It is also a fully functional restaurant with a drinks licence and table cloth or two.

A quick glance at the Starters revealed a Tiffin range.  These were dismissed, the appetite would not cope.  Towards the end of the menu the actual Curry appeared: Fish Chettinadu – ground coconut, curry leaves, fennel, and sesame seeds (Spicy), how could Hector resist?  To accompany this a Madras Paratha was ordered.  This turned out to be a Thali presentation with Chickpea Korma and a Raitha.

Warning

The waiter warned Hector that the dish was – Spicy.

Not a problem – was the confident reply.

He returned a few minutes later to advise me that the dish would take perhaps another five or ten minutes.  Good, it is not – Fish-ding.

Tiffin

The wait gave me plenty of time to study the menu in detail.  To say there were dishes I had never heard of would be an understatement.  Some (Dosa) I had seen in Glasgow’s Banana Leaf, but this list was vast: – Idli, Idli Vadai, Ven Pongal, Upma, Bhatura, Paper Roast Dosa, Rava Dosa, Kara Dosa, Tomato Oothappam….  Many of these contain Sambar: a traditional South Indian Vegetarian Lentil Curry made with Tamarind and South Indian Spices.

The lady who sat adjacent to me ordered a platter covered in puffiness.  Her man ordered the solids.  In the summer, if not before, Marg and Hector will come here for lunch and take pot luck.  South India is being mooted as the summer vacation destination for 2012.  We had better do our homework.

The meal certainly merited the photograph.  The Parathas, yes two small ones, were perfection.  The seemingly world-wide conspiracy to make me eat Chickpeas (other than in Falafel) manifested itself once more.  Then there was the Curry.

Gosh!


In the wait for the meal Hector was getting looks from his fellow diners as his nose streamed and a sneezing fit made him less than delightful company.  Since leaving the restaurant the handkerchief has remained in the pocket.  The dish was full of Curry leaves which usually I leave but this time I ate many.  The Fish was not a massive portion.  There were very angry looking red Chillis staring at me, I left them.  The Masala was splendid: a suggestion of creaminess, perhaps coconut milk?

The dish was indeed Spicy.  It did not exactly hit the spot, it blew me to kingdom come, wherever that is.  I cannot recall ever eating a Curry this hot.

Dipping the Paratha into the Masala was simply a delight.  The taste was subtle then the blast of Spice followed.  Superb!

Hector will definitely return.

Hector Holmes

To prepare these write ups, Hector likes to have a takeaway menu to verify the variations in spellings and correctly quote the descriptions of the various dishes, when given.

Having taken the photograph of the premises called El Andalus, this shows the address above the shop to be 222 George St, the same address as on Rishi’s Takeaway Menu.  The takeaway menu also has a sticker over the telephone number – and on peeling off?  Yes, it is the phone number shown above El Andalus: connection proved, Hector’s observations in the summer were correct.  So, do I still go back to – The Source?

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Aberdeen – Nawaabs – Real food again

Nawaabs Tandoori Restaurant (33 Summer St, Aberdeen, AB10 1SB) has been on the recommended list for Aberdeen Curry Houses since the birth of this Blog.  Hector and Marg have had some very good Curries here over the years.  Tonight’s did not hit the spot.

Xmas Sunday, as Hector’s understanding of how the calendar works (Boxing Day cannot be on a Sunday and this year it should be on December 27, but as usual the British media cannot wait for the official day, the start of a decade, the millennium et al…) at 18.00 proved to be a time when the good people of ‘Furry-Boots City’ did not have Curry on their mind.  We were the only customers.

We were shown to a table at the window.  Now it is a private joke that every time Marg and Hector have been to Nawaabs we have always been given the same table: in door to right, back table on left.  Tonight we were given the adjacent window table, the only other table Marg has ever occupied in this restaurant.  Someday I will be invited into the main seating area of the restaurant, but tonight we were certainly to be window dressing.

Complementary Popadoms and Chutneys arrived almost immediately.  We were then given an extraordinary amount of time to survey the menu.

Marg nearly fell into the Dopiaza trap once again.  I fail to understand why she keeps forgetting that this is the dish she certainly does not want: too many onion chunks.  She chose the Lamb Karahi: no challenge then given this was the Yadgar feast on Monday last.  Hector found what he was looking for: Green Herb Lamb Curry, a Bhuna variant – dry, spicy hot and copious amounts of Coriander.  The waiter could see we no amateurs: ‘We are out for some real food.’ I remarked.  A Vegetable Rice and two Chapattis were the accompaniments.

A very charming waitress offered us more Popadoms but these were declined.

The dishes were presented: Marg’s Karahi was distinctly red and had big slices of Onion, exactly what she did not wish.  The Green Herb Curry was covered in fresh Coriander leaves – can they not cook them?

Now for the annoying parts of the evening.

The Lamb in both dishes was in strips.  This is Tandoori Lamb I reckoned.  When the waiter came over to ask the usual polite question, he stated that all the Specials have Tandoori meat.  We should have asked for normal Lamb. Now I could be wrong, but the menu did say Lamb and to Hector this does not mean Tandoori.  The portions were decidedly on the small side but the most important thing of course is the taste.  This is why we have visited this restaurant so often whilst in Aberdeen.  Sadly, this evening it was difficult to taste anything remarkable coming from the Masala.  The Coriander was much to the fore, the Tikka effect to me spoils a Curry, unless one is having this in the Lal Akash at the Ram Sports and Social Club, Crawley.

Marg left her surplus Onion and so this gave me the opportunity to finish the splendid Rice.  Marg’s dish was unremarkable too.

As stated at the outset, I have been impressed by this restaurant in the past.  It would be churlish to remove it from my list of recommendations at this time.  However, there are better outlets and tomorrow is another day…

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Chicken Korma? Not for me, Hector is going to The Village, or Cafe Salma…

Marg’s Legendary Dinner Parties

On the evening of Marg’s first ever Dinner party in Clydebank, she famously was last to arrive.  She conceives the moment’s answer to the dream and lets Hector do the cooking.

Today is no exception.  There will be a gathering of ageing and aged hockey players assembled in Hector’s House this evening, Hector is not invited.

A Chicken Korma and a Vegetable Korma (such indulgence) have been prepared.  I am off for dinner in the City and having worked hard all afternoon, a Curry-Heute is my self-reward.  If the train goes to Central, then it will be The Village; if Charing X, then Café Salma.  How’s that for decision making?

Train?  What train?

For absolutely no obvious reason, First Scotrail had no trains running between Singer and Glasgow.  The line was clear, the platform was clear and it was not snowing.  This is simply pathetic and the attitude of the staff leaves much to be commented upon.  Could they give less information?  Would a train run ever again? Do they care?

It was a reliable First Bus that took Hector on the express route to the City and hence the short hop over the ‘Squiggly Bridge’ to The Village (129 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ).   A new waiter brought a menu as I selected a table.  ‘No need for that.’ as I pointed at The Board: the Aloo Gosht is reliably satisfying.  The on-the-bone version had to be verified.

The Vegetable Rice remains the preferred accompaniment of Hector: it could have been warmer.  The Curry as ever does what a Curry should. 

Meanwhile back in Clydebank, Marg was serving sparrow sized portions of Chicken Korma.  Some had taken a second helping.  The Vegetarian had not showed!  I rest my case.

When Hector returned home after a safe time spent at ‘The Other Place’, the pot was still two thirds full.  However the Legendary Sue-Mac is in town.  We have had Curry in South London when Marg and I stayed over en route to Crawley.  Hector warmed up the remainder and we dined.  The guests were given takeaways, whether they wished them or not.

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Hector is home – Yadgar!

Köln to Yadgar, one ‘short journey’, and well worth it

A half hour delay coming back from Köln was better than thousands have endured elsewhere across Europe this weekend.  On collection at Edinburgh Airport there was Curry-Heute on Hector’s mind… Marg was hungry too, it had to be Yadgar (148 Calder St, Govanhill, Glasgow, G42 7QP).  There would be plenty of time for Mr Sha, or whoever today’s Chef is to prepare the classic Goshat Karahi.  One kilogram was the order, off-the-bone, the logic being we would eat what we could and have the privilege of eating the leftovers at home at a later date.

Glasgow’s motorway network can be frustrating, or even the lack of it.  The A8 section is useless and the fact that the entire Glasgow traffic system is reduced to two lanes approaching the Kingston Bridge, Europe’s busiest river crossing by road, is simply nonsense.

Marg sat by a radiator, the sundries: two Chapattis and one Mushroom Rice were ordered.  The Curry was of course ready and so the entire meal arrived with great efficiency.  It was one of the other Chefs on this evening.  He came out to reflect in his own genius and shook my hand.

This is Curry eating at extremes.  One knows the mass of Lamb can be eaten until total satisfaction is attained.  The Photo on the right is what we took away.  Hector had no problems tasting this Curry.  Absolutely superb!

Mr Sha appeared, Mr Shkoor Anwar appeared, my the entire staff greeted us.

Marg took the generous offer from Shkoor and had the Punjabi Pink Tea with all the toppings.  Milky tea is just what Marg loves.

What else was on offer?

Hector surveyed the Daily Specials.  An Aloo Chicken was on display along with a what I was told was a Cod Curry.  I need to move in.

Now above the counter are three hand written signs.  Two are translated into English; the third has been a mystery.  Not anymore!  This is Tripe, and deemed not to everyone’s taste.   Hector bought Tripe form KRK some years ago and the house took days to recover, never again.  Hector will not be ordering Tripe.

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Wenige Ente Curry

The Bombay (Am Weidenbach 21, 60676, Köln) is most certainly the first German-Indian restaurant where I had a Curry that actually impressed. This was therefore not a new discovery but a return to the tried and tested. Negotiating the snow in the Barbarossaplatz area Hector trundled up to the venue which is even closer to the Weissbrau micro-brewery than I remembered. The waiter opened the door to greet me having watched me take a photograph from across the street. He knew from the start that this was not a random visit. I was also to be the only customer.

Ente Buna, how could one resist? A Duck Curry is a rarity. The waiting time was spent on the phone to Marg who gave a progress report on the delivery of the new fridge to Hector’s House.

‘They only had to take the bloody doors off.’ (sic) There was also the presentation of a free Popadom with dips. Why do other places charge for these? Excellent.

The Ente Buna arrived with a generous portion of Boiled Rice. Now Hector likes his Curry with minimal Masala. This was superbly dry. The meal included Capsicums but I made no attempt to block these. I did not wish to permit any confusion.

Now after copious quantities of Gluhwein yesterday I am herbed out. I do not know where my tastebuds have gone to. I knew I was eating a spicy meal, I could taste nothing at all. Now on previous visits I have been totally impressed and so I shall put this down to my inadequacy, not the Chef’s. I suspect this was a superb meal. The Duck did look strange however. The texture was not like Duck either but it was sublimely tender.  There was not really very much meat in the portion.

There was a brief chat when I gave my calling card. I shall return.

The snow became worse.  Clive and Maggie’s ‘plane was cancelled so they had the pleasure of our company for another day.  Home tomorrow, hopefully.

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Govindam, in a snowbound Köln

Govindam, the Vegetarian restaurant at Barbarossa Platz, (Roonstrasse 3, 50674, Köln) is the place Hector headed for in November. It does not open late. This was to be Hector’s first  Curry in a Vegetarian Restaurant in some twenty years.

The restaurant-cafe was a large L-shaped room, Spartan would be a splendid description for the décor.

Today I interrupted a small family gathering and ordered a Bhindi Masala, Okraschoten mit Karttoffelen. A Paratha was ordered too. The place started to fill up. Clearly this venue has a clientèle, but not the sort that Hector would normally associate with, Veggies?

The Paratha came first. Hot, seriously hot. The yoghurt dip made me wonder if the main event was coming, or was this my Starter?

The blend of grated potato and Herbs came to the fore. This is the best Aloo Paratha I have ever tasted.

The Curry then came after maybe five minutes more.  Potato and Okra, that is what I was expecting, it came with Rice as is the German way. Freshly cooked and well presented is the positive statement. It had spice. There was nothing distinctive about the taste other than it reminded me of the packet snacks that KRK (Glasgow) sell.  The use of the term ‘Masala’ was decidedly arbitrary.

The meal was most satisfactory: it was exactly what I was in the mood for. Given the likely events of the rest of the day I did not need anything heavy but did need a filling.

Oh the Gluhwein is Gluh….

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Glasgow – Papa Gill’s (Yoker) : Hector Naypals

Neelim (5)Hector’s House is without Marg and refrigeration this evening.  No, putting the food outside in the ice cold West of Scotland weather  is not an option – I am not feeding the local fox.  Papa Gills (2376 Dumbarton Rd, Yoker, Glasgow, G14 0JJ) called once again, there was unfinished business.

The Lamb Saag Punjabi Masala (described as hot and made with a rich and spicy flavoured sauce), the Special Fried Rice and one Buttered Chapatti was what tempted Hector back to this almost local Curry house.

Once again the place was quiet, I was the only customer.  The meal came quickly and the appearance was stunning.  This was another thick, very thick Masala with not too much Spinach and some fresh Coriander draped over the top.  Hector tore in…

I congratulated the waiter on the dryness of the dish, and spent the next ten minutes or so eating all but a few grains of Rice.

One distinct advantage of being the only person present: when the meal is ready it comes straight to the table – steaming hot, no hanging around waiting for everyone else’s meal to arrive.

The Lamb was tender but pink which always puzzles me.  The Spinach did not overwhelm but maybe I was hoping it would.  There was no overwhelming flavour at all.  A good Curry, but nothing sensational.

More snow forecast

If Hector is able to leave for Deutschland on Friday the next Curry-Heute will be in Köln.  If I can track down something as thick and dry as served at Papa Gills this will be reported with enthusiasm.

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Glasgow – Ten Chaps and Chapattis at The Village

Unbelievably this was Robin’s first Village visit, he arrived and waited outside The Villagio. Hector was two minutes early, Mr Boyd and Jonathan were already inside.  Let the records show that the person who had to travel furthest was there first.  Unusual.  The place kept filling up, Dr Stan was late, Craig later still.  We were an unbelievable ten.  As Howard remarked, not quite enough for The Last Supper, but this was an impressive turnout just the same.  Perhaps this was because today would be the last Saturday we could all be together until the imminent festivities take us away to our various seasonal commitments.

Starters, why?

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Chapli Kebab was ordered by Jonathan and Mr Boyd.  There was an inaudible groan; this means it would be a forty five minute wait for the main meals to be served.   Mags consoled herself with a couple of Poppadoms and Onion Chutney.

A Cunning Plan

Dr Stan had contacted Hector earlier in the day to discover if The Village sold their Curry by the kilo: they do not but this is something The Village should consider – it is common in Bradford!

Hector had a solution – let’s order an extra dish and share it… so we did.  The famous Village Board with the daily specials was back in operation.  Kofta Egg did not strike a chord but Aloo Gosht certainly did, and it was on-the-bone, perfect.

And it came to pass that eleven meals were ordered for the ten assembled.  Hector and Jonathan had the Lamb Tawa.  Robin, Mags, Dr Stan ad Mr Boyd had Village Lamb Desi Korma off-the none, Tracey had it on.  Howard ordered the  Lamb Lal Lahori and John had the Chicken version.  Chicken, who orders Chicken?  All of these are from the Desi section of The Village menu, it was up to Mr Vindaloo himself to break the pattern, Craig ordered Chicken Tikka, the baby food.

Strange sides

The Garlic and Cheese Nan has not been on Hector’s radar before, two appeared today.  A Curry with Pizza in effect.  Not for me.  Tracey for the second time in as many weeks struggled to get a cup of tea.  Maybe she should carry a flask.  Various Rice dishes were ordered: Vegetable Rice, Egg Rice, Pilau Rice.

The table began to heave with food.  It did take quite a while to appear, it was amusing how one either had Rice or the main meal, eventually everything was brought, even Mags’ entire order.

The Aloo Gosht to supplement the Lamb Tawa was a quality decision.  Why pig out on Starters?  It is more Curry that takes Hector to a level of complete satisfaction.  This time I may have left a grain or two of Rice.

The Bill

Now this may be difficult to believe so take a seat all you readers who think that  – ambience – or a  – tablecloth – is what dining out is all about. Ten people, Curry for eleven, plus sundries, plus various soft drinks:  £107.00 ! 

Afterwards

There was a discussion later that Hector was not present to hear.  Which is better – Yadgar or The Village?  The man who has suggested Café Salma was not present either.  Howard summarised the sentiment beautifully: his words are so eloquent: ‘When I am at Yadgar I prefer Yadgar, when I am at The Village I prefer The Village.”  What about Café Salma?

As is written, that Glasgow has three such outstanding outlets is testimony to the quality available in the city.  I am told that the  – Curry Capital of Britain –  title has been regained.

Where is the next new  – Outstanding Glasgow Curry – venue  to be discovered by our happy band of enthusiasts?

A legend performs in Glasgow

Tonight, Manuel Göttsching the guitarist in The Cosmic Jokers and Ash Ra Tempel made his first ever appearance in Scotland at Stereo (Renfield Lane).  The track  – Galactic Joke – set Hector on his odyssey through the then so called  – Krautrock –  leading to his love of CAN.  The rest as they say… is written in Biertoday:

What’s that coming over the hill? It’s a Münster!

(April 2010).

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Dining In, or Mother’s Indian Sunday

Marg had a sneaky first visit to The Den at Dining In (1347 Argyle St, Kelvingrove, Glasgow) a couple of week’s ago.  Dining alone and going for a Curry, two simultaneous historic events.  The choice of venue was therefore on Marg’s recommendation.

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Lunch with Mother

Regular visitors to Curry-Heute will know that the Mother of Hector is responsible for his exposure to this staple food in his formative years.  We like to take her to new and interesting places, Dining In should fit the bill.

This is another in the Mother India chain in Glasgow.  Hector has the greatest of respect for what has been achieved in this city since 1993 when the core restaurant was opened – alas as is written, April 30 was not a good experience and he has not returned.

Essentially Dining In is a delicatessen and a take-away outlet with a small seating area, the Den, hence Dining In.  A double ‘n‘ is what Hector thought logical but as with most of the cafe style restaurants in Glasgow, this shop is not licensed.  In no way is this a problem.

An Invitation

The take-away menu is extensive.  There is a pre-ordering service.  With five days notice they will do their slow-cooked specials.  A Desi Style Lamb Dish at £25 for 2kg is meant to feed 8 – 10 people.  If Hector’s Curry Cohort express an interest we could arrange this, although I think about six of us may be sufficient.

A single sheet menu was presented as is the style in the Wee Curry Shops.  There were only two Lamb dishes to choose from.  Mother went for the Lamb Curry which described itself as a simple straightforward dish and Boiled Rice.  Hector was attracted by the Pan Fried Lamb with Chickpeas and Mushrooms – alas after the order was given I was informed this was not available and so I kept Mother company.   A Radish filled Paratha could not be resisted.  Marg chose a brave dish – Keema Lamb with Raita and a Roti.

Marg’s dish arrived without the Roti so there was a momentary hiatus as she considered her next move.  Then a puffed up bread was presented, magnificent.  The dish was Bradford-dry and Marg found the combination of Meat and Raita to be pleasant.  The Roti was popped and the meal devoured.  Hot, spicy and filling –  were Marg’s well chosen words of appreciation.

Mother enjoyed her Curry, the plates were hot and for her this is always a good start.  The Rice portion was larger than a lady of years could manage.  Hector has high expectations, one can only say that  this dish was unremarkable.  It was indeed a Lamb Curry.  It was nothing special at all.  Through the wall in Mother India’s Café others were no doubt consuming the Lamb-Okra dish which is one of the best Curries served north of the Clyde.  I was wishing I was with them.  The Paratha was superb.

At the end of the meal the waiter asked if I had found my Curry to be too Spicy.  Not at all. I had time to study the rest of the premises.  There was a fridge with an array of take-away meals for reheating at home, tempting.  There was another Lamb dish under the counter in a large tray – why was this not offered?  One could easily see into the kitchen, Chefs were present, so why the limited choice of dishes on offer?

Five days notice

One concludes that given the pedigree of the chain, the meals cooked to order should compete with the best on offer in Glasgow.   Time will tell if Hector returns to confirm this.

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