Curry-Heute

Bradford – Sheesh Mahal – A Big Meal in the Small Hours

Posted on June 5, 2021 by Hector

The late lunch at Karachi felt like a pre-theatre dinner. Knowing that Glasgow pubs, which reopen tomorrow after eight months, will have to close at 22.00, I was hoping that we could postpone Curry-Heute #2 to as late a time as possible. Clive wondered if we were not leaving it too late for Curry.

This is Bradford, they’re open all night, well almost.

Thanks to the Boar and Fable on North Parade, it was well after midnight when Clive and Hector walked around to Sheesh Mahal (6 St. Thomas’ Rd, Bradford, BD1 2RW). Will Hector subsequently manage to visit three Bradford Curry Houses in one day? It has been done before.

As we entered at 01.00, a familiar face greeted us on entry, Omar! I hadn’t seen him since August 2019 when The Rickmeister and Hector were invited to indulge at the sister shop in Halifax, what a day. Ricky is currently elsewhere and so will not be appearing in this leg of the trek.

Plates with Salad, three huge Poppadoms and five Dips were brought to the table in the manner which Hector believes should be standard practice. No messing, just bring them.

Five Dips were deemed not to be enough, two more, and larger dishes too, were provided. Clive hogged the Lime Pickle. I eventually discovered why. What brand was this? Remarkable.

We hadn’t ordered anything yet, Omar came over to take charge. Both he and his cousin, Amar, have served Hector some worthy creations over the years that are not necessarily on the Menu. At Sheesh Mahal I prefer to order off Menu, Capsicum has a habit of appearing otherwise. Note, the – dreaded mush – has not been mentioned in Curry-Heute since Sheffield where it proved once again to be an issue.

I described my perfect Curry to Omar – on-the-bone – was also noted in particular. Chapattis would accompany. Clive’s turn. He too listed his parameters, it soon became apparent that they were both heading towards and then beyond the – Omar Kayahm (£11.50). This is a deluxe Keema Mutter Aloo, the kitchen sink was going in too. A Keema Naan (£2.90) would accompany, try keeping Clive away from his Keema Naan/Paratha.

We returned to the eating of our healthy Bits. The familiar sound of Meat and Onions on a sizzling platter came closer and closer. A little bonus, on the house. It looked wonderful, alas, this would be a gift horse whose mouth would be clearly examined…

Liver, Hector cannot abide Liver.

Liver Tikka

Strips of Capsicum aside, the presentation was all. As the contents of the platter were decanted it made me realise just what a mess our plates were with Salad, Dips and Poppadoms.

The Texture of the Liver was nothing like anything experienced previously, this I could eat. The stringiness had gone, chewing was even pleasant, all was well until the swallowing, the taste… aargh…horrible. Clive loved it and so the rest was piled onto his plate.

Omar wasn’t finished, another sizzling patter arrived, much better!

Lamb Chops

Three large Chops, only the edge of one was cremated as is the Hector preference. Hector the thoughtful, decided that since Clive had feasted on the Liver Tikka, only one of the three Lamb Chops was going his way.

The Chops may not have featured the sought after burnt extremities, however, they were properly cooked through. Smooth, tasty, joyous – was added to my notes.

Meanwhile Clive was quite simply gobsmacked. I did point out to him that as we had not actually eaten anything we had ordered, we could leave now without paying.

As if.

If food is put in front of you, it’s going to be eaten. Well, until you can’t. We both knew that when our Order arrived, we would struggle.

The basket of Chapattis and the Keema Naan would be sacrificed first, no need to fill up on Bread. I did note the quality of the Keema Naan, grains of Mince, not the pink, Donner-like substance which some venues present. This was a real Keema Naan.

Omar Kayahm

Chefs Special Balti – is where this creation finds itself on the Menu. Incidentally, prices have not risen here since 2020. Keema, Rice and Peas – may have been expected, Chickpeas on top were also visible.

The second photo shows the interior with greater clarity. The Capsicum garnish may well have been a wind up, fortunately, Clive does not share my abhorrence.

This is the best Curry ever – claimed Clive – but it’s not Curry, just spicy food.

I have praised many a Dry Keema, I have to ask: did this have any Masala? There was only the slightest hint of Oil collecting on the base of the karahi. This Curry was unique in style and content.

That was exceptional – concluded Clive – a perfect balance, no eyes watering, no nasties, just a blend of flavours.

Clive managed about half, the rest would go back to the Travelodge, today’s lunch. Look out for an update later. Was this meal in the small hours therefore breakfast by definition?

Omar’s Special 2021

Hector’s Perfect Curry: Dry, Thick Masala, Lamb on-the-bone, Methi and Medium with a Kick – has been described oft to Omar. And so here it was, topped with Ginger Strips and Coriander. The Meat was served in larger pieces than is the Bradford custom, spot the Sucky Bone!

The Chapattis were quickly abandoned, somehow I had to do this justice.

The Meat was – melt in the mouth – the Spice hit the back of the throat – cough. This Curry was gorgeous. With the level of Seasoning truly sussed, stunning.

The only negative has to be that being well stuffed, around half of this wonderful Curry had to be abandoned. Whilst one has to thank Omar for his generosity, it was to the detriment of why we were really here. Next time I shall have to rein him in. Next time could be tomorrow, or even later today. What time is it?

The Bill

£26.35 We had been charged for the – Pickle Tray – most unusual, but no way was this being challenged. The Keema Naan (£2.90) is outwith the inclusive Bread, and look at the feast.

The Aftermath

It was after 02.30, Omar arranged a taxi. There was time to discuss the events of the last year, Bradford-Kirklees has been hit hard. Friends and family have been lost, then there’s the customers who simply have never shown up again.

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Bradford – Karachi Restaurant – Proper Curry, Proper Money

Posted on June 4, 2021 by Hector

The 07.52 from Aberdeen to York got as far as Berwick-upon-Tweed timeously, thereafter, ninety minutes of mayhem. On reaching York I missed a connecting train to Bradford by seconds. By taking a different train, in theory, I should have caught up with the Interchange bound train at Leeds. Again I missed it by seconds. At least Forster Square is nearer the Travelodge. Three keycards later I met Clive downstairs, it was time, finally, to go to Karachi Restaurant (15 Neal St., Bradford BD5 0BX). The big hitters in Bradford appear not to be open all day as some once were.

The NHS QR code didn’t work, too old was the reason given by the young girl who would serve us. That was the faded sheet posted on the wall, not her customers, presumably. A mature couple were sat to the left, almost finished. I led Clive to the far right of the restaurant, all felt safe.

Meat Ball Spinach (£8.50) is why Hector was here. As the Full Bhuna was planned for later tonight, Clive accepted the logic in having this lighter Dish as a very late lunch. I read out the various Kofta options. He nearly went for Meat Ball Dansak (£8.50) but decided he might have something similar later. A pity, Kofta Dansak is a Curry I would like to have seen. Meat Ball Mushroom (£8.50) became his choice. In Bradford, Chapattis are either inclusive or very cheap. At Karachi they are inclusive.

A welcomed jug of Tap Water was brought to the table followed soon by a replacement. The Modest Salad and Raita was nibbled on during the short wait. The Raita was remarkably – Creamy.

The Curry arrived along with a basket containing six Chapattis, three each, the Bradford norm.

Meat Ball Spinach

Four large Kofta sat in a Spinach-rich Mash. Topped with Coriander leaves, one knows that in Bradford there is no such thing as too many Herbs. It was in Bradford all those years ago when Methi was first experienced, even though it took years to identify what it was. Each Meat Ball would be quartered or more, so this was quite a portion. Only with Kofta do I enjoy this style of – Saag. With solid Meat the preference is always a Masala with Spinach, not the Green Mash that accompanies Kofta, yet here it decidedly works. Even a Keema Palak in this style would probably not work for me.

The Seasoning was a little below perfection, the Spice built steadily. The Kofta gave off a huge Earthy Blast of Cumin, add to this the Bitterness of the Spinach and here we have two discrete sources of Flavour working in harmony. It works, nay, it’s wonderful. A visit to Karachi for Kofta Palak is becoming part of Hector’s ritual when in Bradford.

Meat Ball Mushroom

Again, topped with Coriander, the four Kofta sat in a lighter Masala. For a moment I wondered if the Meatballs might be different, but why should they be? It’s the Masala which defines the Curry.

The Thick Masala this time had sliced Mushroom added, I probably would have liked this also, Meat and Mushroom being a standard Order for many a year.

That got the juices going – was Clive’s contributory remark.

Both Curry bowls were wiped clean. We only managed five Chapattis between us, a pity.

The Bill

£17.00 Cash Only – the sign is prominent at the counter where we paid. One of the Chefs gave a response which should become immortal when I enquired as to why there was no contactless system in operation.

Proper Curry, proper money.

I hope this quote is a scoop for Curry-Heute.

The Aftermath

Visits here have been too sporadic for Hector to be recognised. The only interaction with the Chefs is in the final moments of a visit. Maybe one day.

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Manchester – Al-Faisal Tandoori – For When Kabana is Closed

Posted on May 31, 2021 by Hector

For personal reasons, this trek was due to have a two day interruption with Clive abandoned to his own devices in Bradford. For the most unacceptable of reasons the interruption has become four days.

Marg arrived in London last Wednesday with Hector’s second – blue envelope. Jag #2 is scheduled for tomorrow. Going online to postpone this for eight days proved to be frustrating, no appointments, anywhere in Scotland for the rest of June? Thereafter would put me over the twelve week period for vaccine effectiveness. I phoned, same story. With open invitations for Glaswegians to go for a vaccine, why could I not move my appointment? And so today’s lunch would be the last Curry opperchancity until Bradford on Friday.

At 12.15, I dropped Marg and luggage at Mackie Mayor and headed for Kabana – closed. OK, it’s a Bank Holiday Monday, but Rizwan didn’t say. When Kabana is closed, Al-Faisal Tandoori (69 Thomas St., Manchester, M4 1EG) is generally the fallback.

With the NHS QR check-in sorted, Lamb Karahi with Rice was duly ordered. Only – boneless – was on offer.

The Bill

£8.00 Two days ago in Sheffield, Marg paid this amount for a slice of Bread covered in avocado. Filling, that was not.

I took my seat at the far end of the room, well away from the one other diner.

Lamb Karahi

The pleasure receptors already knew that this would not be as good as the equivalent at Kabana, but let’s not spoil the moment. With the Curry arranged over the Rice, I went back up to the counter to fetch the foliage. The Lamb Karahi was naked no more.

Fabulous – I noted very early. This Curry did not have the outstanding quality of Lamb as across the road, or the distinctive smooth-roundness of Flavour. This was Spicy, Flavoursome, maybe one Spice was dominating, but still damn good.

Tomato seeds were visible in the dark brown Masala, with the Foliage added the extra dimension of Texture and Flavours was classic synergy. The Meat was soft, plentiful, but some fatty bits were present. The lack of Bones may go some way towards explaining why Kabana does it better, however this Curry still had the – Wow! -, why? It was all down to the Seasoning.

Maybe it was just as well that Kabana was closed today, I would have missed this by having exactly the same as yesterday.

The Aftermath

Six hours to get home. The train from Salford Crescent was delayed by interference on the line. The connecting train at Preston no longer existed. All trains north terminated at Carlisle, Rail Replacement bus to Glasgow. Low Level trains at Glasgow Central had ground to a halt at Rutherglen, interference on the line. Uber home. A Bank Holiday Monday, British style, and the Government wants us to stay in the UK all summer?

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Manchester – Kabana – Curry with Rizwan, at last! + Henge, Live, Outdoors!

Posted on May 30, 2021 by Hector

Howard had planned his trip to Sheffield for a gig, postponed. However, he did come up with an outdoor performance by Henge in Manchester this afternoon. Tickets were obtained for the Sheffield four. Fortunately, an earlier rise this morning was already arranged to accommodate a noon check-in at Manchester Ancoats followed by lunch at Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England). This was the day after a certain Manchester football team lost a European Cup Final. Their local rivals had done the same earlier in the week. So it goes.

I had already contacted Rizwan, Mein Host, to verify that all was well in Manchester and that he would be in his spot. The customary salutations were therefore exchanged when Clive and Hector entered just after 12.30. Rizwan had been following my travels courtesy of a well known social medium. Living the life – is his usual remark. Set free – perhaps better describes where we are.

Marg went elsewhere in the Northern Quarter for Brunch, she was not up for Curry so soon after yesterday’s outstanding experience at Syhiba (Wakefield). Howard went off to the gig early, to claim his seat.

Rizwan knew Hector’s order: Lamb Karahi on-the-bone with Rice.

I have been imagining this for months – I informed Rizwan.

There’s nothing like this, the juices were flowing in anticipation.

I let Clive sort his own order: What’s Nehari? – he asked.

Rizwan suggested he have Bread to accompany, given the nature of the Dish I would have suggested Rice. Clive went for both: Lamb Nehari, Rice and a Naan.

I took a table in the relatively empty restaurant. At this time on a weekday, the place would be heaving. Squeezing into a seat here is difficult at the best of times, a year of Lockdown has not helped the waistline. Marg arrived in time to take a photo, her chosen venue would take her in, but not serve her for over half an hour. Marg fetched a pair of Samosas.

Two chaps sat at the adjacent table with three young kids. The kids stood on the bench seating throughout, bawling at each other and everyone else. There was no need for this. Another family came in and sat behind, cue the kids. What is wrong with these people? Instill discipline. Hector nearly came out of retirement. For the record, there wasn’t a peep out of the kid in the above photo.

Time to eat.

Lamb Karahi

I helped myself to the famed Manchester Foliage, what a plateful, now we’re talking.

The Quality of Rizwan’s Lamb never ceases to amaze, his Butcher should be here to take a bow. The Texture, Tender does not begin to describe it. Sucky Bones were present, these add to the Flavour, further pleasure.

The Masala, how I have missed this. Some shrouded the Meat, the remainder soaked into the Rice, magical Flavours. I encountered the largest Clove I have ever seen. Manchester Curry tends to be Clove-rich.

The mountain of food shrank slowly, in time every grain of Rice was eaten, the wee pile of bones accrued. I have missed this. I assured Rizwan that I would be back tomorrow for more before heading home. Home? This is Hector’s Manchester home.

Lamb Nehari

Normally served with a leg of Lamb sticking out from the Soupy Masala, I was surprised at what came. Rice was required to soak up all this Masala.

Spicy, but not spicy – was Clive’s description.

It’s all about the Flavours. Clive pronounced the Lamb as being – the best ever.

Samosas

Chunky and meaty, a perfect pair.

The Bill

£8.60 For the Karahi, Rice and Samosas.

The Aftermath

Farewells, until tomorrow. We took the tram down to Deansgate and found the brownfield site where the Henge gig would take place, just beyond Gasworks. Summer has arrived, a hat was mandatory for the Hector.

The afternoon show was aimed primarily – for the children. An opperchancity to get kids used to seeing live music, and learn how to behave, there were no issues here.

Henge, Cosmic Dross is how they describe their music. Hawkwind on acid – is Hector’s description. Part music, part cabaret, the Aliens had beamed down to give a performance to the Earthlings.

Howard and Hector first saw Henge in Manchester back in October 2019. The review is here, also I posted a video of a few minutes of that show. Madness.

The band were due on at 14.00, and were thankfully punctual as their audience slowly melted. A one hour show, they got through their standards – Computer Interface, In Praise of Water, but no – Demilitarise – which some in the audience were already singing as Henge completed their set.

The majority of Henge’s music is Sequencer driven, when the keyboard player gets let loose, there are some fine proggy breaks.

As I hope is appreciated, being outdoors, in daylight, I managed to get some decent photos which hopefully capture the mood. Henge are due in Glasgow later in the year, all being well. Will Marg want to see them again? She got the vibe, I think.

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Manchester – delhi2go – A Quick Fix

Posted on May 30, 2021 by Hector

Until next month – was the fated ending to the last Blog entry for delhi2go (119 Oldham St., Manchester M4 1LN England) in March 2020. Tonight, Clive and Hector were the last men standing after a long afternoon-evening celebrating Dr. Stan’s birthday at Society, Vocation’s (Hebden Bridge) latest outlet. Clive wanted a Kebab, Hector had Lamb Chops in mind once again.

Amer – the animated – was manning the show, no sign of Mian, Mohammed or Chef Shahid so I took Clive around the corner to Golden Tandoori where his Takeaway needs were satisfied. With Clive deposited in his hotel room I returned to delhi2go.

Amer was still the only chap I recognised, the order was placed and I took my seat. Lamb Chops (£6.90) is one pound more than the previous Menu recorded here for four Chops.

Lamb Chops

There is only one thing better than four Lamb Chops, and that’s five!

Five cremated Chops were served in foil, nothing fancy here. The Spice Level was right up there, the lips and then the tongue tingled, such pleasure. The coating/marinade was doing its job. As I made my way through this mini feast I came to realise that whilst the extremities had been cremated, the main mass of Meat in each Chop was not as well done, too wet. For some this may well be what is sought, Hector likes them – burnt.

A criticism too far, perhaps, there was no need to let this spoil the moment. Hector had a mass of Lamb Chops, an experience denied for too many months. More days may come when I eschew Curry in favour of Tandoori Meat, but Curry-Heute is a Curry Blog, so maybe not a good idea.

The Aftermath

The place was still busy, primarily with Takeaway. I do have to ask: what are – amulet windows?

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Wakefield – Syhiba Restaurant – Getting it Right, Every Visit

Posted on May 29, 2021 by Hector

A reason for the Curry-Heute coverage of Sheffield being so limited is down to the discovery of Syhiba Restaurant (17 George St, Wakefield WF1 1NE England).

When this meandering trip north was conceived, today in Wakefield was carved in stone, so much so that The Rickmeister arranged for his Bradford cohort to come here and set up camp in Harry’s Bar for the afternoon. In addition to these Yorkshiremen we had Dr. Stan, Neil, John and Judith present, but only four of us headed for Curry soon after the 17.00 opening time.

As the first diners of the day to arrive, the staff were lined up to greet, all wearing masks, so nobody looked familiar. The place is now decidedly plush, a new carpet was laid only thirteen days ago, comfort underfoot.

With the QR code check-in complete we took a choice of any table, fifty five does not exist to keep another theme going.

Fridays and Saturdays excepted, there is an interesting – Early Bird – menu (£12.95) which, assuming portion sizes maintain, is excellent value.

Our waiter brought the Menu, my choice of Main Course was already made, additionally, Lamb Chops flashed through the consciousness. Chops (£4.95) there would be. Howard was the only person to order a drink. Soft drinks are paid for, however, one can bring one’s own booze with zero corkage. After the disappointment of 7 Spices Balti (Sheffield) last night, Howard was still willing to give Fish another chance. Masti Fish (£5.50) was something new on a menu. Clive, whom I’m convinced does not know the difference between a Seekh Kebab and a Shami, ordered Shami Kebab (£3.50). Marg, who knows she cannot eat a Starter and finish a Main would insist on a Poppadom (£0.60). Rather than ask for the Pickle Tray (£1.95) she asked if she could have Mango Chutney only, that is her preference.

The Karahi Gosht (£8.45) served – Asian style – is why Hector was back, Howard would follow the lead, Marg would have it – as it comes. Clive returned to the Fish option – Karahi Fish – (£9.95) again served – Asian style.

The Bread order had to include one of the magnificent Naans, Chilli & Coriander (not on the menu as such) for Hector and a Keema Naan (£3.20) for Clive. Yes, he’s doing it again, Mince with Fish! Marg would stick with her model, a solitary Chapatti (£0.70), Howard decided this would suffice also.

No sooner had the Order been taken by our very efficient waiter when a pile of Poppadoms and two sets of Pickle Trays were presented. Complimentary of course, this is how it should surely be, especially when four decide to bring this amount of business?

I asked our waiter if Sufiyan was here tonight. What followed was fitting for a scene from ‘Allo ‘Allo.

It is I!

Three visits, each a year apart, and now face masks, what chance did I have? Poppadoms taken care of I went up to chat with Sufiyan and commend the new décor. In turn he took me over to his boss, Habib, the conversation continued. This was the third time we have met also, today I noted his name, and because of the masks, I probably will not recognise him next time. I asked if people had still turned up to eat in their cars outside Syhiba during Lockdown. Indeed, and he once again mentioned the reason why Takeaway is never as good as dining in, the condensation in the containers changes the Curry.

The Starters arrived along with an extra Poppadom for Marg:

… because you ordered it.

Touches like this can make a meal memorable for the right reasons. Marg would not be left to spectate.

Shami Kebab

These were chunky and well fired. I still prefer Seekh, less mushy.

Masti Fish

Four big pieces of Fish sat in a Buttery Masala. This was a winner as soon as it was presented. Howard insisted we try a piece of the white Fish and the sauce. For Hector this was much more acceptable than the now ubiquitous Butter Chicken.

The translation of – masti – eludes me.

Chops

Three large Lamb Chops, well fired, this is what the Hector seeks, though four is better, as is five. Cancel the Main Course! Maybe, one day.

The sizzling Onions attracted Marg’s attention, she also took care of the Salad which accompanied the Chops on a separate plate. This let the Hector focus on the business end of the order.

The Lamb Chops were a delight, the burnt extremities and the succulence of the meaty parts. One could binge on these. Perhaps it’s about time I had Lamb Chops Achari in Glasgow?

The young waiter cleared the table and asked if we required a gap before the Mains. Ten minutes was agreed. Sufiyan came over to check after ten minutes, we agreed on an extension before deciding it was time to – bring the food!

Again, in addition to the excellent food being served at Syhiba, it is this level of thoughtfulness which makes the evening. It also gives the diner more chance of finishing the food ordered, apart from the Naan, of course.

Behold the Chilli & Coriander Naan! I’ve had nothing like this during Lockdown. A proper Tandoori Naan, covered in my choice of Herbs, soft where it should be, puffy also. I would have to be careful not to overdose on Bread, the Karahi Gosht had to be addressed.

Karahi Gosht – Asian style

The flat karahi was heaving with Curry. Coriander, Ginger Strips and Lemon topped the mass of Meat and Minimal Masala. With only a hint of Oil separating, the Masala had – Desi – written all over it. How much was here, more than the half kilo probably, nobody was going to leave Syhiba feeling hungry.

Dry, Thick, Earthy, with Cloves at the root of the Flavours, as happens in the outstanding venues, there was something else here too which again the Hector cannot fathom. The Ginger Strips added a crunch, the Meat was delightfully soft and was a giver of Flavour. Varied Textures, a complexity of Flavours, Umami. The Seasoning was a tad below the Hector idyll to give the – wow! – in that parameter, however, the Spice and Flavours confirmed that this was a Karahi Gosht to savour. There are so few venues across the UK which can produce a Curry of this quality.

Karahi Gosht

Served in a bowl shaped karahi and with only a sprinkling of Coriander on top, the Masala was just as inviting. One presumes the Spice here was below the – Asian style.

Loads of succulent and tender meat in a rich and flavoursome sauce – was Marg’s verdict.

Howard offered a few more words as he is prone to do:

The starter was interesting, something I’ve never had before. It was difficult to identify the the main flavours in the butter sauce, it was a good combination.

The main course was stunning, the lamb had flavour, and it was an excellent size of portion. Overall, very impressed.

I had promised Howard a memorable meal, that it would be delivered was never in doubt.

Fish Karahi

Oh no, look at this, truly amazing!

In addition to the Coriander and Ginger, here were Tomatoes and large Green Chillies, what a presentation, what a mass of Fish!

Hector continually searches for Fish Curry other than the – Goan – apology which most venues attempt. Syhiba’s Fish Karahi could well what is sought and is so hard to locate. Being too busy with my own Karahi and never ending Naan, I decided not to try the Fish, this means next time, there must be a next time.

Not bad at all – began Clive – certainly one of the best Fish Karahi I’ve ever had.

The Bill

£61.75 Outstanding value, and not much more than the Early Bird would have been.

Cash only – is how Syhiba operate, though Habib assured me that this may be changing due to the current climate. Anyway, there are now Scottish notes in circulation in Wakefield.

The Aftermath

Sufiyan had apologised for not being able to chat as he normally would during our meal. A prolonged presence at a table has been discouraged. He and his staff were superb throughout our visit. I reminded him that I don’t do numbers to rate a venue, I use words to describe the experience, and I keep coming back to outstanding venues. Until next time, meanwhile back to Sheffield.

2021 Menu

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Sheffield – 7 Spices Balti – The Last Supper?

Posted on May 28, 2021 by Hector

… or a tale of two waiters

Lord Clive of Crawley on a visit to Sheffield, once texted Hector looking for advice on where to have Curry. Curry-Heute, that well known and reliable website had none. B.C-H. there were two venues, long gone, which were visited oft. The venues covered in Curry-Heute have therefore only been visited since 2016. No sooner was the excellent Lahori Dhera Grill & Steakhouse discovered when it closed. Apna Style, found in 2018, is currently the only known outlet for Desi Curry, but try getting a posse to the hinterland of Bramall Lane. The ladies like ambience, Apna Style is a classic Curry Cafe. 7 Spices Balti (Mayfair Court, 120 Gibraltar St., Sheffield S3 8PP England) has been therefore the most visited venue, primarily due to its location on the edge of Kelham Island, i.e. Bierland. The coverage of Curry Houses in Sheffield remains limited, after this evening, this may well change.

Marg popped in to 7 Spices Balti around 17.00 to check they could take a party of up to six at 19.00, with the proviso that two could be late. Not a problem. After two hours in the surprisingly disappointing Shakespeares, or is it Shakespeare’s, their staff don’t know either, four of us walked the few metres back to 7 Spices Balti. The chap who greeted, I shall hitherto refer to as waiter #1, tried to give us a table to the left with two bench seats. For six? No way. He showed us to a much more spacious set up at the window to the right. Much better.

Six? In addition to Hector, Marg and Clive, the trek now features Howard. Kirstie and Simon were making a guest appearance but were stuck in traffic. Other than photos to prove they did make it, I have not included their Order, separate Bill, and too far to reach across the table.

The party of four were left to give time for the missing two. Having given the assurance that we would be six, it was agreed that the four should order. This satisfied waiter #1 pro tem. That he then tried to move us to a smaller table did not go down well. We had booked for six, we would be six. The restaurant was far from full.

Portions at 7 Spices Balti typically resemble what used to be called – London Portions – i.e. – small. Lamb Chops (£4.55) were mooted by Hector. Marg, with Clive as her ally announced the intention to have Poppadoms.

The Menu clearly states Spiced Popadoms 0.80. Waiter #1 informed us this meant one. Quote – a misprint. Can a business do this? It is written, plural! Score out the – s!

How many Chops are there in Lamb Chops then, one? – I had to ask.

I was assured it would be three, or four. That’s a 33.3% error margin.

Marg could sense my level of annoyance, I hope this comes across.

Four Poppadoms were ordered. (£3.20).

That the Pickle Tray was another £2.50 just makes matters worse. My thoughts about Poppadoms and Dips are well recorded, this is just ripping off the public.

In addition to his Poppadoms, Clive sought a Seekh Kebab (£4.20), and Howard the Fish Pakora (£4.50). Howard was in the mood for Fish tonight, and so was Hector.

Karahi Fish (£9.95) would be an alternative to the Masala Fish Handi (£9.95). Back in 2017, I described this as being amongst the best “Fish Karahi” I have ever tasted. Marg had the Handi last year, but it didn’t taste of Fish. Tonight would be the decider. Howard would have the same, had he gone for the Handi one of us would have suffered knowing he had ordered the wrong Curry. This way, we would both win or both lose.

The Menu listed the ingredients of the Fish Karahi, Cod, at least we would know the type of Fish for a change. Capsicum was not mentioned, I was taking no chances. Waiter #1 admitted they would be present. Why?

They would be withheld, from both portions of Fish Karahi.

After her very sweet Murgh Makhani in Peterborough, Marg was back on form: Karahi Keema Mutter (£8.95). Having read the lengthy Menu to Clive, he opted for Achari Lamb Handi (£9.95), the only Curry which did mention – green peppers – as being present.

The Bread order was varied: a Chapatti (£1.25) for Marg, Plain Paratha (£?), still not on the Menu but enjoyed on previous visits for Hector, a Garlic & Coriander Naan (£3.30) for Howard, and of course, a Keema Naan (£3.50) for Clive.

Keema Naan with Fish? I have already pointed out this incongruity to Clive, tonight he ignored me. So it goes.

The Poppadoms were the type commonly served in Europe, the tasty ones with Cumin Seeds. However, look at the way they are folded, this is nonsense. Tiny, gone in seconds.

Kirstie and Simon arrived, they sorted a much needed drinks order and stuck to Mains. We would have these together.

Seekh Kebab

The Seekh Kebabs were a pair, worth pointing this out, and looked well cooked.

Fish Pakora

Howard ate his Fish Pakora in silence, we both knew the score here.

Bland, six or seven pieces – was Howard’s description – nobody can do Fish Pakora like Yadgar.

On this, we are one.

Lamb Chops

The three good sized Lamb Chops were decidedly under-fired, whereas the Onions were getting there. They were cooked through but did not have the customary burnt extremities, as a result, the bite was not there.

It is time to mention waiter #2, this chap was making good connections as he presented the food, reminiscent of the chap who was here on our earliest visits. As he watched me photograph everything so it became clear he wanted in on the act. Hector is always happy to oblige.

Four different Bread types had been ordered, guess who received the only one which was not served whole? The Paratha had been needlessly quartered, but at least did live up to expectations. Served piping hot, the required layering and flakiness was present.

The folded Chapatti looked kind of insignificant compared to the round Keema Naan and Garlic & Coriander Naan. I didn’t manage to check the interior of the Keema Naan to check if the Mince was cooked in the preferred grains or the less than satisfactory slab of pink meat.

Fish Karahi

There was visibly more Masala than solids. As I got underway, waiter #1 was back to enquire:

Did you find any green peppers?

No – was the accurate reply.

I’m still looking for the Fish – is the reply that I managed to withhold else Marg’s night out may well have been ruined. I know the portions here are comparatively small, more Cod required. As it happens, I found two slivers of Capsicum, one yellow, one red. Howard managed to escape the dreaded mush.

The Curry was again served hot which is always a plus when six Mains are to be presented. The Spice Level was reasonable, however the Seasoning was well below what one expects. Where was the blast of Flavour from the Fish? This was essentially a repeat of last year. The Fish Karahi was enjoyable, but could have been so much more, once upon a time it was.

Howard had the same Curry and hence the same experience:

First impression was the sauce was an odd consistency. The fish portion was small, there was little in the way of flavour. The only element of flavour I got was spice, and indeed, overall, the main tastes I got was from the Naan.

Achari Lamb Handi

When placed on the table, this had the makings of a worthwhile Curry. The ratio of solids to Masala looked favourable, the Oil was separating from the Masala, Hector would have been happy to dive in here.

Once Marg had decanted a sufficiency to Clive’s plate then the full horror story was revealed. Just how much Red Capsicum could Chef get away with? Clive does not share my abhorrence and ate the lot.

Saucy, but not soup – he began – it just needed to be bigger.

Karahi Keema Mutter

Served on the wet side compared to Hector, and Marg’s favourite sources for this Curry, I took all of the protrusions to be Peas initially, then again, all was revealed. Marg has drawn the short straw on so many occasions. If there is one thing, or two things which spoil Marg’s enjoyment it’s Big Blobs of Onion and Big Blobs of Capsicum. What were these even doing in this Dish?

Ballast! Capsicum is cheap, Meat is expensive. The portions this evening were universally – small – and here they were creating the illusion of something substantial. Marg set aside the unwanted and unnecessary Ballast, I believe the photo says it all.

The Bill

£76.50 The tip was modest, to match the portions.

The Aftermath

There were many empty tables when the six of us departed in unison, so why the fuss earlier?

It must be time to try other venues. Spice Hut looks interesting but as with Apna Style, it’s out of town.

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Peterborough – Lahore Tandoori Restaurant – This is The Place for Curry in Peterborough

Posted on May 26, 2021 by Hector

Hector and Marg are journeying north with the intention of stopping off for Bier and Curry in favourite places that have been off limits for the best part of a year. Lord Clive of Crawley has joined the trek, others will join in the following days.

Sometimes taxi drivers give good advice. Back in August 2018, en route to the then favoured Desi Restaurant, our driver insisted that Lahore Tandoori Restaurant (539A Lincoln Rd., Peterborough PE1 2PB England) a couple of blocks further north, was the best place in town. The standard of Curry in Peterborough has impressed over the years, there has been the occasional disappointment. Having studied other sources, the word, is, one should ignore the run of the mill Curry Dishes on the Menu and go straight for the Lahori Desi Balti.

Given that an hour’s notice is required for the kilo of Lahori Desi Balti (£21.95) to be prepared, this was phoned in ahead of our intended 19.00 arrival. That we would be three diners only made the chap on the phone take note, especially when I said my wife would be ordering something from the Menu on our arrival. As the Desi Balti would be served on-the-bone, the kilo should not be onerous for Clive and Hector.

Greetings to Mein Host complete, we took a table at the rear of the restaurant. One other table would be occupied throughout our stay, the diners were concentrating on Grills.

Marg was attracted by the Murgh Makhani £6.95), she thought it sounded exotic. When Hector sees – Makhani – the thought of the complex Daal comes to mind. Alas, Murgh Makhani is Butter Chicken in normal parlance. Butter Chicken (£6.95) was also in the Chef’s Specials, it had Almonds and Coconut, the Makhani clearly focuses on the Butter.

A Tandoori Roti (£0.95) would be Marg’s accompaniment, for Hector a Paratha (£2.25). A Keema Paratha (£2.50) completed the food order. Try keeping Clive away from Keema Naan/Paratha. A Mango Rubicon (£1.50) was added, thereafter, tap water.

I had time to take the customary photos and attempt to capture the atmosphere of the venue and its décor. Informal, despite the table cloths, and large enough to hold some thirty odd diners on a busy night.

The wait felt appropriate for the Order. When the Lahori Desi Balti was placed on the table, I knew we had a winner. Decanting would be necessary, the hot plates were appreciated.

A Salad was presented just before the Breads. The Tandoori Roti was substantial, the Paratha was served in quarters. Whilst this always annoys, the Quality made up for the Bread Chef’s keenness with his knife. Layered, flaky and Buttery, a fine Paratha.

The Keema Paratha also impressed. On opening one quarter, individual grains of Mince were visible, unlike its counterpart in Shoreham a couple of nights previously.

Lahori Desi Balti

The size of the portion blew me away as did the sheer magnificence of the quality of the Masala. This was it, the Desi Karahi that Hector travels the land to experience. The Oil was separating, one instinctively knew that this was going to be a very special moment.

It was the big Yoghurt hit that came across instantly, a first, then the significant Spice hit. The Seasoning, oh yes, this was everything the Hector desires.

Sucky Bones, so Soft Meat, melt in the mouth, and the richness of the Flavours. Where do these Flavours come from? I have the same Spices in my cupboard at home no doubt, just what is the difference?

An extra sauce was provided, this I recognised immediately, the recipe has been in these pages for years as – Pakora Sauce 2. I have never made it, for reasons that should be apparent if you use the link.

Every mouthful was a moment of joy, the Traditional and Mainstream Curry had on this trip previously was blown away, for Hector this is what it’s all about. Mmmmm.

Clive added a few words, a disagreement also:

The lamb could have been more melt in the mouth, hardly a criticism, it was bloody good.

Even Marg got in on the act, too Spicy for her of course, but it was good that she shared some of the pleasure that her fellow diners were enjoying.

Murgh Makhani

Yellow and Creamy with Chicken Tikka one presumes, Marg keeps opting for this style of Curry which is an anathema for Hector. A blob of Butter is visible, this took Marg by surprise somewhat.

Sweet – said Marg – but that was expected.

Well. Of course it was.

Throughout our time of eating, Mein Host, Zahir, checked regularly that we were fine. The level of pleasure that the Lahori Desi Balti was giving was noted. That the karahi was rapidly approaching – empty – may well have impressed, he acknowledged that we knew what we were about. Zahir took on even more interest when the Calling Card was given. That we were in Peterborough, specifically to visit his restaurant was appreciated.

The Bill

£36.10 There was no card machine, however, Zahir had some other payment scheme in place which involved email. Marg paid in cash.

The Aftermath

There had to be a photo, in fact many were taken. Hopefully we have Zahir’s good side.

Menu

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London – The India Club – at The Hotel Strand Continental

Posted on May 25, 2021 by Hector

The CAN Project – performance at the Barbican was four years ago, where does time go? Having met Marg off the train from Glasgow at Euston with Lord Clive and Lady Maggie of Crawley, Curry for lunch was the plan. In memory of all things CAN related, due reverence was made to the Theatre Royal – Drury Lane – where CAN performed, supported by Terje Rypdal, back in November 1975. That was a lifetime ago.

We walked to The India Club (Hotel Strand Continental, 143 Strand, London WC2R 1JA), Hector’s third visit, Marg’s second and the first for our Crawley hosts. As we climbed the stairs to the second floor, I promised them something different. The diners were all spaced out as are the present demands on social distancing. We were given the corner table where I sat on my first visit with Jim and Jonathan back in 2016.

The Menu was on the table but covered in polythene, one way of preventing people handling it. There were three Lamb Dishes to choose from, the Bhuna Lamb I had on Visit #1. In keeping with my present enjoyment of things – Traditional – I opted for South Indian Lamb Curry (£9.80) as did Clive and Maggie. Marg chose the Bhuna Lamb (£9.90) but only after the waiter verified that the – capsicum – garnish would be withheld. Having ordered Curry, the three of us ordered Pilau Rice (£3.50) to accompany, Marg stuck to Chapattis (£3.00). One Chapatti does Marg, this would be a treat, but why was it necessary to order in pairs?

I did advise Clive and Maggie that as I would only be photographing one South Indian Lamb Curry, theirs couldn’t possibly taste as good as mine.

Clive required Bier, a pint of Cobra (£5.00) would satisfy his need. A large bottle of Sparkling Water (£3.50) for Marg and Hector, and a small bottle of Still Water for Maggie (£2.00) completed the Order. Over a tenner for drinks, at lunchtime? This was indulgence.

There was a sufficient number of diners such that photographing the interior would have been intrusive. Instead, I had to settle for the rooms on the floor beneath. The Menu is there, I have never seen anyone eat in the lounge.

The aroma of Cloves was powerful as the Rice was placed on the table. Seeds, which I initially took to be Cumin were stirred through, however, as the telltale – liquorice – was not revealed, I then took these to be Fenugreek, Methi, Man! The Rice portion just about covered the plate. The two Chapattis were ample, perhaps this is the better deal?

South Indian Lamb Curry

The portions do look to be tiny, however, the bowls are almost deceptive. As I decanted the small cut pieces of Meat, I did reach double figures, so enough then, just. One is never going to get fat dining here, note to self, order a Starter next time.

There was a blast of Cinnamon, Green Cardamom were encountered, fortunately before they were taken in. The Masala may have been Shorva-esque, but such was the ratio of Meat to Masala, this was not a Soupy Curry. The Meat was beautifully Tender and required minimal chewing. I still cannot work out what happened last night in Shoreham.

The Flavours were amazing, Maggie was quick to react when she started eating, Clive also made positive noises.

Maggie:

The portion was perfect, not too much. You could taste the cardamom, and spices, cinnamon, tomato, not overwhelming. The rice was seasoned.

Clive:

Best of the last three days. Yesterday’s portion would have been ideal. I could have done with a bit more of that.

A traditional Indian Curry, far superior to the vast majority of Curry Houses in the UK.

Bhuna Lamb – **Chef Special**

When Hector saw this, he wanted it. On another day, a second Curry may well have been ordered. The Thickness of the Masala was so inviting. Why would Chef want to ruin this Curry by covering it in Capsicum?

Marg:

Minimal sauce, but loads of small, tender, delicious pieces of lamb. The meat complemented the chapatti with the rich masala taste. I could have eaten it all again, it was so tasty.

So, three out of four were left wanting more. The portions could be considered as – Tapas+. A two Curry, two Chapatti option may be considered next time.

The Bill

£63.60 The drinks inflated the total, but still, not a lot of food for the price.

The Aftermath

There were no staff present to thank, a quiet withdrawal. And so to Hackney Wick for a wee howl at a hop.

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Shoreham-by-Sea – The Indian Cottage Tandoori

Posted on May 24, 2021 by Hector

In the beginning there was no Curry-Heute – B.C-H. Unsurprisingly, at the beginning of Curry-Heute there were damn few Blog entries. In the first weeks, Hector was scrambling to fill some pages, a day out on the South Coast found Hector in Shoreham-by-Sea. On encountering The Indian Cottage Tandoori (74, 76 High St., Shoreham-by-Sea, England BN43 5BD) the interior, at least of this Tudor (?) building had to be investigated. No Curry was had, and only one photo was secured of the historical interior, today this was rectified.

Lady Maggie of Crawley was happy to drive Lord Clive and Hector to this coastal town, Curry was the primary purpose of the venture.

We entered at 19.00, Hector’s DNA was deposited on the unexpectedly low door lintel, Maggie was on hand with tissues to mop up the blood. Composure regained, we stood in the first room waiting to be seated. A couple were dining here, there was seemingly no awareness by the staff of our presence. In time we were greeted and shown to a table in the same room. With so many rooms available, I had to wonder why we were sat at the locus which would partially block access to the labyrinth for other diners. The couple soon finished and were off, so method perhaps. Hector was immediately at their table to study the leftovers, Thick, Creamy Masalas, so be it.

I reminded Maggie that according to a well known and reliable Curry Blog, if she ordered a Starter she would never finish her Main Course. Maggie and Clive therefore limited themselves to Poppadoms. Hector refused, once again, to play this game.

Maggie was drawn to the – Khori Dishes – which feature – fried capsicum – and – is served on a sizzling dish. Sadly this would be a Mainstream interpretation of Hector’s favourite Karahi. A – stir-fry – is far from authentic, therefore Maggie agreed this should be dismissed.

Butter Chicken (£7.25) for Maggie and Lamb Tikka Dansak (£8.45) for Clive who said he had never had one with – Tikka Lamb. The opperchancity of having a Herb-rich Curry with a Masala was to be realised. Balti Lamb Almashriqi (topped with spinach) (£10.75) had to be Hector’s choice. I asked the waiter about the Masala. He admitted that this would be copious, – less Masala – was therefore agreed upon.

All three Dishes came with the choice of Rice or Naan, we each ordered the Pilau, but Clive desired a Bread: Keema Naan (£2.25). Hector was not missing out on Sparkling Water. A large bottle (£3.75) was added to the Order along with a small bottle of Still (£1.95) and a can of a well known soft drink (£1.95).

The Pickle Tray arrived with two Poppadoms, whilst those who would, indulged, here was Hector’s time to tour these magnificent premises.

Lamb Tikka Dansak

The Meat sat in a Thick, Lentil-rich Masala. This is a Curry which Hector has tried to produce but has failed to attain the standard hoped for. Many a Dhansak has been witnessed in the company of Clive for whom this is his fallback Curry. Clive’s verdict on any Dhansak is therefore reliable:

… pretty happy with mine, the level of spice was about right, the meat was amazingly tender, portion was excellent. That was a very good Dhansak.

The Keema Naan was modest in size and had a strange redness protruding. The puffy edges impressed, as a Plain Naan I would have been happy with this, however, Hector the Inspector demanded that Clive reveal the interior. Aha! Behold the layered Meat which is more associated with a Donner than Keema. Individual grains of Mince is how the best Keema Naans are served, this was overkill.

Butter Chicken

As Butter Chicken Curry goes, this looked to be the part. The Masala had a decent viscosity and was suitably creamy. Those who order such a Curry are definitely hiding from anything more challenging, but as Maggie revealed from the start, she had higher expectations:

No spices were harmed in the making of this – a line used by Clive on more than one occasion, and most recently in Berlin last year – I like my nose to run a wee bit.

(Yvonne’s nose doesn’t run when she eats Curry, allegedly.)

The portion size was excellent, rice came with it, because of that the plain basmati was a bit bland. Big chunks of skewered chicken, tender, said it was medium, but no spices harmed…

Balti Lamb Almashriqi

This was different. Slices of cooked Tomato sat atop a massive layer of Spinach. This I have never encountered before. How far was this was from a Saag/Palak? Realistically, this would have been right up Hector’s street, a definite case of Masala with Spinach. The Masala, well hidden initially, was Thick with the Creaminess I had now come to accept is a feature of this venue. I decanted a mass of Meat, Masala and Spinach on top of the Rice. The portion size of the Rice was well judged, a plateful, no more required. The size of the Curry portion was then fully realised, this was a lot of Curry for one’s Pound.

The food was not – hot – and so given the enforced slow pace of eating spelled disappointment towards the end when all would be cold. For once I missed the candle-lit heaters. There was a hint of Sweetness in the Creamy Masala, but this should surely be tempered by the bitterness from the Spinach? The Spinach turned out to be no more than boiled, this had not been prepared a la Hector’s recipe for Palak. I had my Herb, I did not have a Spice-infused Herb. Overall, the level of Spice and Seasoning was below that which I generally seek which makes me again wonder why it is not the waiter’s ritual to establish individual requirements.

The food actually became warmer as I tackled the interior, also from the depths came more Flavour and the sense of a – kick – at last. Things were improving, enjoyment being registered.

The Meat deserves a special mention. The pieces encountered at the start were soft or soft needing some chewing. No problems here. At no time would I consider any of the Lamb to be tough, yet the end game will go down as one not to be forgotten. The final two pieces of Meat, undeliverable. The penultimate piece took minutes of chewing before swallowing could be considered, yet it wasn’t tough. As for the final piece, a World Record? Maggie watched, realising what was happening. It felt like ten minutes such was the energy applied. I must have used more calories to chew the last bit than I gained from digesting it. I cannot apportion the blame to the Meat, so what happened here?

As Hector was trying to finish his Curry, a chap entered the premises with an air of ownership. He was escaping from the torrential downpour. The final mission of the day would be to engage him.

The Bill

£37.30 For the quantity of food served, this was excellent value. The Special Set Menu must be worth checking out for portion size versus value.

The Aftermath

I showed the waiter the Curry-Heute post featuring The Indian Cottage Tandoori:

I wrote this when you were still at school.

The Calling Card was issued, a classic scenario of when it did its job. Mein Host reappeared, now dressed for work. I explained my long held desire to dine here having encountered the splendid building so many years ago. He told us some of the history, the second oldest listed building in Shoreham, and Charles II had been recorded as a visitor. There was no Curry in those days.

Finally, one of the first Blog entries has an actual Curry review to complement what is a remarkable location to dine. This is the prettiest Curry House in England.