Poznan – Taj Mahal Restauracja Indyjska – One of Nine New Curry Venues Located

Posted on September 24, 2020 by Hector

Hector and Marg have moved on to Polska. Steven Wilson was due to perform in Warszawa, the tour was cancelled, but with Koronawirus figures here appreciably lower than in the UK, we decided to come anyway and revisit some favourite places. Last night was another memorable experience in Poznan, courtesy of Szymon, Mein Host at the magnificent Craft Beer House – Piwna Stopa. That story may be told elsewhere, eventually.

Poznan’s longest established Curry Houses have already featured in Curry-Heute. What has been served in this city is typically above the Euro average, and certainly better than what passes for Curry in some Berlin establishments. I was surprised to find so many new venues on Google Maps, have the Poles become obsessed with Curry? It is going to take many more visits to Poznan to review these, ah well, I’ll be back. Today we walked around Poznan visiting every venue not already covered in Curry-Heute, that deserves a post in its own right. The choice for today’s Curry was Taj Mahal Restauracja Indyjska (Wielka 22, 61-775 Poznan, Polska) located a block or so east of Stary Rynek, the main square in the Old Town. A chap was sitting at the table outside, it felt a bit strange when we took the small table at the window and could watch him dipping his Bread into his Daal.

The waitress brought the menus, one was the rotating lunch deal, the other the a la carte. The Fish Curry (28Zl) tempted, however, the photo of the Lamb Kadai (30Zl) suggested a more complex Dish.

I showed a photo of Capsicum to the waitress, Hector carries one everywhere – I don’t want to see any of these. Rice was not inclusive a la Deutschland, Jeera Rice (8Zl) would accompany. Marg took the Pakora option – Chicken Pakoda – (16Zl), had she read the translation she may well have changed her mind!

I think something has to be fixed here, unless it is – snake – they are serving. By the end we would order three 0.5l bottles of Sparkling Water (6Zl), it’s warm here in Poznan, 25ºC today.

With my back to the room, I had to carefully time the photography. Mein Host was doing paperwork at the far end of the long, narrow room. The main table was set for eight. Eight people out dining together, last night I saw fourteen, things are different here. Serving staff are all wearing masks, however, there is no Track & Trace. Koronavirus numbers in Polska are manageable, the country went into Lockdown a week before the UK, I know, I was here!

Chicken Pakoda

Eleven pieces of Chicken in batter were accompanied by a Mint Sauce. A decent portion then for three quid. Marg reported the Spice as missing, bland and dry was her take:

It was fine, you forget that chicken is quite dry, bland. The sauce was good, minty and refreshing.

I still find Vegetable Pakora and Fish Pakora to be more satisfying, Chicken Pakora I don’t get.

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The Jeera Rice was a classic Euro portion, way more than one person could handle. The Cumin Seeds were black, I deduce they had been dry roasted, the Flavour from the Rice therefore was quite pronounced. Marg helped herself to the surplus Rice, and also liberated some of the surplus Masala.

Lamb Kadai

I have had to remind myself, and others who commented on another medium, that I had ordered – Curry – not – Karahi. This is what a decent Curry looks like, Meat in a viscous, blended Masala. I counted seven pieces of Lamb, not a big portion then, but then realised that six pieces were quite large, so substantial after all.

It was the Cumin Seeds which registered first, without these this Curry would have been quite different. I tasted the Masala left on the karahi, a slight tang felt pleasant on the palate. I bit into a Black Cardamom, never a good idea. The Spice Level was moderate, the Seasoning was at an – OK – level.

It was the Lamb which made this Curry a winner. Tender, but still requiring a bit of chewing, it definitely was adding to the Curry. This Meat gave off so much Flavour, it felt as though it had not just met the Masala moments before serving. The Cumin Seeds became a dominant Flavour, perhaps Chef had overdone them? Still, Hector had ordered Jeera Rice because he enjoys Cumin.

Far from being outstanding, this was still a damn, decent Curry. I would have no hesitation in returning to Taj Mahal, however, with so many more venues in Poznan to explore, it may take a while.

The Bill

69Zl (£13.80) Somehow, it’s still 5Zl to £1.00.

The Aftermath

I gave the Calling Card to the waitress then enquired about the history of Taj Mahal.

How long have you been here?

Three days – was the reply.

The Calling Card was taken to the far end of the room, Mein host presented himself and thanked us for coming.  Taj Mahal has been  in business for two and a half years.

And so our walk around Poznan continued…so many Curry Houses, and two phantom ones.

… and you may have noticed, the adverts have gone.

Menu extracts

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Berlin – India Club – A Night to Remember

Posted on September 21, 2020 by Hector

Michelin Guide – two words that have never appeared before in Curry-Heute. Yes, Hector is back in Berlin, ten days after returning to Blighty, this time with Marg. Tonight we dined – in style – India Club (Behrenstraße 72, 10117 Berlin Deutschland) a restaurant which is actually in the Michelin Guide and perhaps reminiscent of the hotel restaurants in our tour of – The Golden Triangle – in 2016. Northern Indian Cuisine – is what is advertised, a departure from Hector’s usual Punjabi Fayre. Would India Club match the – authentic Indian Cuisine – served at Niros (Jaipur) or Gulati (New Delhi)?

India Club is located minutes from the Brandenburg Gate and opposite the Holocaust Memorial – Denkmal für die ermordeten Juden Europas. The exterior of the building is presently undergoing renovation, the heart sank as we reached the scaffolding, where was the entrance?

Aha, it’s within the building, but not open at lunchtime. We resolved to return after our afternoon in Potsdam.

Entering just after 18.30, we were greeted at the door and asked if we had a reservation. Indians inquiring about a reservation always amuses. Only three tables were occupied, we were shown to a table for two well away from the other diners, however, the next couple in were sat beside us. Track & Trace dealt with, it was time to study the Menu.

The A3 laminated sheet was next to impossible to photograph due to reflections. The Menu was on the brief side, eleven main courses, only two of which were Gosht and one Battak. As ever, I studied the descriptions, – Paprika – was clearly mentioned in some, but not in the Lamm or Ente Dishes. Assam Duck Curry (€27.00) became Hector’s choice. Aloo Battak, Potatoes were specifically mentioned in the description, therefore less chance of encountering the dreaded – Green Mush. Marg pushed the boat out further – Balti Meat (€29.00). I shall give the Reader a few moments to take stock. The prices were effectively double what one might expect to pay in a Berlin Curry House, could the food be twice as good? Actually, being the twelfth Berlin Curry House reviewed in Curry-Heute to date, I have yet to find anything truly outstanding, competence has become the standard which pleases. A Naan (€4.00), Saffron Pulao (€5.00) and a 0.75l bottle of Sparkling Water (€8.00) completed the Order. Aberdeen prices for the Sundries then? I shall take another moment to reflect on my enjoyable Aloo Gosht at Sheerin Palace (Glasgow) a few days back for £6.50, including the Roti. To be fair, the location of India Club is certainly high rent, the restaurant is located in the same block as the British and US embassies. I wonder how much of my income tax has gone towards paying for British consular officers to nip out for a Curry? Consular officers – two more words making a first appearance, Hector, what are you on?

The waitress took the Order. I did my best to establish – no Paprika/Capsicum. She returned a few minutes later for further clarification, yes Black Pepper, Chillies etc. are fine, just no – Ballast. I asked for my Curry to be – above medium Spice, Marg asked for Medium. My – medium – was based on Curry as served in India, not Deutschland.

The Sparkling Water was brought to the table and a dribble poured into our respective glasses, the bottle was then placed out of reach. We had little choice but to finish what we had and wait for the waiter to fill us up.

Poppadoms and three Dips were presented. The cone shaped Poppadoms had the embedded Cumin Seeds which prevail in Deutschland. The Mango Dip had a definite kick, the Tamarind was refreshing, Marg had the Mint. It seemed sensible to try and fill the cones with the Dips.

Side plates and the unused cutlery were cleared, the remnants of the Dips were left. Two very hot dinner plates were set before us. One has to admit that the service was particularly polished, everyone knew their role, and it was well practised.

The Main Courses were assembled on the table. The Saffron Pulao was enough to share. The Naan was the last to arrive. Thin, crispy and served in quarters, what a pitiful Naan. Was it the Bread Chef’s night off? This was a truly sad effort, as much biscuit as bread, this Naan did nothing for Hector who could probably produce something better himself. Ironically, Marg loved it because it was closer to being a Roti.

Balti Meat

Topped with Ginger Strips, four exceptionally large pieces of Meat sat in a Shorva,  As Marg decanted the Lamb to her plate, one could tell this was quality. The brown Masala looked very rich despite its thinness, Hector dipped some Naan, – ah Cinnamon!

This was a Traditional Indian Curry, significantly different from what we would order at home where Soupy Curry is eschewed. Marg cut the Meat into smaller pieces, she had quite a plateful, and appeared to enjoy every moment:

Very tender, slow cooked, medium spice, fine for me – was her initial remark, this was complemented by:

The four massive pieces of lamb were very tender. A rich flavour, and worked well with the saffron rice.

Assam Duck Curry

A garnish which looked like a nest of sliced Onions, a Tarka, was accompanied by a sprinkling of Herbs and Ginger. The Onions were initially set aside. Two legs of Duck, served on-the-bone, sat atop a minimal, blended Masala. This was clearly not the same Masala as served above, much thicker. The pieces of Potato had been arranged around the Meat, smothered in Masala, I must admit to being impressed by the presentation.

I took one leg from the plate along with the Potatoes, there was just enough Masala, a Soupy Curry this was not. The next twenty minutes or so should have been videoed. Hector had no choice but to use both knife and fork. The Meat had to be removed from the bone and cut into manageable pieces. I was impressed at how easily the Meat came off the bone. The Meat looked rich and lived up to this, possibly the best Duck I have ever eaten in terms of texture. The Potatoes added the required Diversity, Marg had Meat and Masala, Hector had so much more.

The Masala had a very familiar flavour, associated with  Traditional Curry, nowhere else in Berlin has served a Masala this good. However, all was not well. Where was the Spice? Above Medium? The Spice Level was so low I have to question what the management consider to be – Spicy? The term – Spice – also has to be appreciated, not every Spice raises a sweat. Spice plus Seasoning equals Flavour, this Curry had something, but I feel it still needed more.  When the Onions were tackled, Marg suggested that these might add the required – kick – alas not the case. I could have stirred in some of the Mango Chutney, however, I was not going to ruin Chef’s Masala and create a Patia.

By the time I reached the second leg, I knew I was in for a challenge, this was quite a portion. The quality of the Duck saved the day, an enjoyable meal, but it was crying out for more of a – kick! Had Chef held back due to my – no Paprika – request? The Masala had pedigree, if one became a regular at India Club, this would be sorted.

The table was cleared, the Dessert Menu brought. Marg ordered Cappuccino Masala (€4.00). What came was a milky coffee with Cinnamon sprinkled on top. More Cinnamon. The Coffee was warm rather than – hot.

The Bill

€77.00 (£71.30) The most expensive – Curry – ever ordered. Had Boris and his Brexit cohort not devalued Sterling, it would not have hurt the wallet as much.

The Aftermath

I took the Calling Card up to where the staff stood in attendance. I suspect they thought I was trying to sell them something. Marg spotted a Chef come over to inspect whilst I was giving my Spiel.

There we have it, India Club appears on Curry-Heute, make of it what you wish.

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Glasgow – DumPukht Lahori – Umami!

Posted on September 19, 2020 by Hector

Marg and Hector sharing another kilo of Curry on a Saturday afternoon, there are still no hockey balls needing struck presently. Marg has declared in recent weeks that the Lamb Lahori Karahi (£20.00 per kilo) as served at DumPukht Lahori (39-41 Paisley Rd. West, Glasgow G51 1LG) has become her favourite Curry. Curry-Heute aims to please, and so back we went.

Arriving at 15.30, the door was locked, however, Aqeel heard the rattle, the door was opened in seconds. As we took our usual table, Aqeel predicted – Lamb Karahi – the Bread had to be sorted. Another Rogni Naan (£1.50) would hopefully be accompanied by the distinctive Bread served a couple of visits back. This time I had the correct photo to show. What is it? – I asked. Aqeel replied – I will make it then I’ll tell you. Perhaps Curry-Heute could win an award for suspense?

A solitary diner entered and sat at the far end of the room. Five other chaps arrived moments later and sat at a table for six. I assume they were all brothers, living in the same household. The Covid Inspector, as seen yesterday at Sheerin Palace, would have had a hairy. There was gel at the door, no attempt at recording contact details, and Marg & I were the only people who had entered wearing masks. At least we were suitably distanced from everyone else.

Business clearly continues to blossom at DumPukht. There was a sign on the door advertising for part-time staff. Marg felt sorry for Aqeel having to do everything himself, I suspect he was not stressed by having eight covers mid Saturday afternoon.

A jug of cool tap water was provided, then the plates, cutlery and napkins were brought. Moments after 16.00, the food was assembled on the table.

The Rogni Naan was served whole, hot and soft, a total delight, and a sensible size. The Mystery Bread was served in quarters as Aqeel is prone to do. White, pale, risen and separated a la Pitta.Today’s had not been brushed with Butter, but this was the same Bread which went down so well three visits back.

Khamiri Roti – announced Aqeel, proudly. This was new terminology for Hector. Khamir is – yeast – in Urdu. This Roti had been made with flour, yeast and yoghurt, halfway towards being a Naan then. Standard Rotis tend to crisp as they cool, this remained beautifully Soft. Why am I only discovering this after all these years?

Lamb Lahori Karahi

Topped with Ginger Strips, and Green Chillies, Tomato Pulp was also a prominent feature today. This Karahi was maybe wetter and a bit more Oily than served here previously, and certainly more-so than the wonder Karahi served by Asif at the newly re-branded Spice Haven last week. I point out the difference not as a criticism, it’s just that some cannot tolerate the natural collection of Oil on the karahi.

As Marg took the smallest of portions she must have had a whiff of today’s offering, she was back on form:

I think this may be too spicy for me.

I took enough to cover my plate, no distracting Salad. Bread and Curry, what more does a Hector need?

Never has a Curry tasted so – Meaty! This was quite a departure from what we have enjoyed here previously. The full on Flavour of Lamb was followed by an appreciation of the Seasoning then the Spice. In no way was this Curry Spiced above average. It was safe for Marg to tear in, and so she did. Marg and Hector destroying a kilo of Karahi Gosht between us, yet again.

Marg’s next comment:

Wetter than before, but a strong taste of meat, even from the sauce.

The bone count was significant else this would not have been possible. Ribs and the roundish non-sucky bones featured, lots to pick up. The Meat itself was amazingly Tender. Assuming Aqeel is sourcing his Lamb/Mutton as cheaply as possible, he has done well. The authentic Masala almost had a grey colour beneath the reddish hue which dominated. Blended Tomatoes may be the root of this? So much Flavour, but today not the – Peppery Flavour – of last time, but then we had ordered the alternative – Lamb Peshwari Karahi.

With the ample Bread, there was certainly enough here to feed two hungry diners, three would have been left wanting more. We ate the lot, bones excepted, that the Breads were served at a sensible size made this possible. Marg offered a few more words:

A different, thicker sauce, with a mixture of lamb pieces. Very succulent, and went well with the lovely, hot, freshly made bread.

As ever, Aqeel had checked on our progress, he was given the thumbs up.

The Bill

£22.50 So, £1.00 for the Khamiri Roti.

The Aftermath

In the next couple of weeks, Aqeel plans to change his opening times to accommodate the serving of Lahori/Punjabi Breakfast, as well as European. This unfortunately means he will be closed at 15.00, Hector’s preferred time to eat.

07.00 until 12.00, followed by 16.00 until 22.00 will be the new model.

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Glasgow – Sheerin Palace – Meanwhile, further along Allison Street

Posted on September 18, 2020 by Hector

A week without Curry, almost. Hector found himself driving over to the Southside, with roadworks seemingly everywhere, it took way longer than expected. Just how much of Ibrox/Cessnock has to be dug up?

With Friday prayers ongoing, arriving at Sheerin Palace (300 Allison St, Govanhill/Crosshill, Glasgow, G42 8HQ) just on 13.30 may have been well timed. Something traditional is what I had in mind, a fix.

I took a seat inside to make it clear I was not here for a Takeaway. Two old timers were in situ, I have seen them around. The chaps behind the counter acknowledged my arrival, still recognised despite the infrequency of my visits. Having glanced at the Dishes on display on my way in, I had dismissed the Saag Aloo, it would be the always available Aloo Gosht with one Chapatti.

A casually dressed chap, who could have been anyone, came in and mentioned – masks. The serving chaps suddenly were sporting masks, to be fair, all customers I saw queuing were all suitably attired. The chap enquired about closing for prayers, disappeared and then came into the dining area with a measuring tape. He explained that two tables were too close to each other, but his lack of authority was remarkable. A chancer? The diners were socially distanced, not breaking the – rule of six – and were not at any table with more than two households, so no problem.

The food was brought, I had asked for some tap water, still free here. A jug of Loch Katrine’s finest was provided, ice cool, excellent. As anticipated, the large Chapatti was of the wholemeal variety, it did the job, I ate about two thirds.

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Aloo Gosht

Served piping hot, the traditional Shorva looked most appealing. Full of leaves and Stems, this was another classic. Eight decent sized pieces of Meat and one large bone were accompanied by a Potato and a bit. The Potatoes were cut into around ten smaller pieces, there was plenty here.

The Shorva was supped with the provided spoon and also scooped on to the Chapatti. The Flavour was so familiar, – Sheerin Palace. There was quite a kick, why initially I thought the Seasoning was down puzzled, on the drive home when I could still taste the well-seasoned Shorva.

The Meat was not only suitably Tender, it gave off so much Flavour also, well saturated. Even the pieces of Potato gave off a mighty kick. This Curry had been sitting under the counter, marinading, waiting for Hector to come and devour his portion. It was good to have a decent – Curry – again instead of the more complex – Karahi.

The Bill

£6.50     Cash only.

The Aftermath

More roadworks, Eglinton Street is a mess. Still, the taste of the Aloo Gosht lingered long.

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Glasgow – Spice Haven – Basharat has moved on

Posted on September 11, 2020 by Hector

After the sheer blandness of the Euro-Curry not enjoyed yesterday at Bahadur (Berlin), Hector was determined to enjoy the best of Glasgow Curry this weekend. DumPukht Lahori had been pencilled in for tomorrow afternoon. Somewhere in the midst of a late night phone-call to Marg, Curry at Ambala was mentioned for this evening. Realising we would be eating pretty much the same thing on both days, a return to Basharat G’z was mooted. Marg has yet to meet Basharat, something other than Lahori Karahi would be available. Hector eats the same Curry on consecutive days? Only at Indian Mango (München), that was so last weekend.

Parking on Allison Street at 18.30, the unexpected came into view. Hector did the double take – Spice Haven? Basharat G’z is now Spice Haven (223-225 Allison Street, Glasgow, G42 8RU). What happened to Basharat?

That was the question I posed to the new chap behind the counter. Basharat has moved on after one year. I introduced myself, the Calling Card was issued. Asif is the new proprietor and is keen to maintain the established standards by serving Lahori Cuisine. Asif was keen to cook his Lamb Desi Karahi for us – from scratch. This was an opperchancity not to be missed. No DumPukht tomorrow then.

Spice Haven officially kicks off on Sunday, Asif will have a Buffet awaiting his invited guests. The new Menu was produced, though the Basharat G’z menu maintains for two more days. We took both through to the dining area. The new menu was captured, Curry-Heute ahead of the game.

Asif joined us, we discussed the options. Marg has a preference for boneless, Hector for the more authentic – on-the-bone. Instead of the half kilo of each, Asif suggested we have the full kilo and sort it out ourselves. He would take at least half an hour to produce the Karahi, the arrival of other customers may well slow this down. A Starter to share was a sensible way of passing some of the time. Seekh Kebab I had spotted under the counter, Asif informed us he had freshly made Chapli Kebab mixed, ready to cook. Hector was not turning this offer down either. One each would do us. Marg prompted a Salad garnish, this would be forthcoming. A Tandoori Roti and a Chilli and Coriander Naan were to complete the Order along with two drinks.

We settled down for the wait, a familiar face entered and greeted Hector, this was Abbas who is staying on. This evening he popped in and out with a stream of deliveries.

Abbas brought the cans, a young waitress brought the Chapli Kebab and two pots of Sauce, one Tamarind, the other Spicy. Really Spicy!

Chapli Kebab

How fresh were these? Beautiful. Fresh and Juicy – remarked Marg. The two sauces complemented the Kebabs, I shall certainly have this again.

We were offered more Salad whilst we waited, but decided to hold fire. Abbas asked if we wanted the Karahi to be served in two portions, I asked for the big karahi instead. Around 19.15, the waitress placed the dinner plates before us accompanied by a plate of Salad and a substantial bowl of Raita.

Space was left centre table for the Karahi.

The Chilli and Garlic Naan looked wonderful, despite being quartered. I keep forgetting to ask for my Bread to be served – whole. I would manage half of this delightful beast, excellent Naan.

The Tandoori Roti was also quartered. This was of the Wholemeal variety and suited Marg’s requirements.

1kg Lamb Desi Karahi

Oh yes! This was clearly in the authentic Lahori style as served at DumPukht and Ambala. Yadgar and Karahi Palace also have their own distinctive interpretations, giving the city of Glasgow five sources of this outstanding Curry.

There was no skimping on the Toppings.  Copious Ginger Strips and a decent flurry of Coriander leaves were accompanied by slices of Lemon. The extra Flavour of Citrus can add another dimension to the overall experience. Green Chillies had been sliced at an angle to create larger pieces, more were cooked in to the Masala Mash which was rich in Tomato Seeds. Oh, look, something new, what Marg took to be Cherries were also stirred in, care required here. The Oil was gathering in the centre of the karahi, a sufficiency, in no way excessive. The ratio of Meat to Masala was perfect, enough to be a – Curry – and no more. This Lahori Karahi was a work of art, Asif had done us proud.

Marg carefully selected the pieces of boneless Lamb, I just spooned a decent helping of whatever came to my plate. Lots of Sucky Bones, this was going to be fun. A Soupçon of Salad and Raita was added to the feast.

This Desi Karahi was indeed the antidote to the blandness served to Hector yesterday in Berlin, it does highlight how fortunate we are in Glasgow to have the Curry Cafes which serve authentic fayre as well as the Mainstream for the masses.

The anticipated Peppery Flavour was present, the Seasoning was spot on. This was going to be a total pleasure to eat. The Spice was there, enhanced by the Chillies which, with Hector’s Naan, were abundant. Were the – Cherries – safe to eat? A careful nibble suggested – beware. Red Cherry Chillies is what I can now call them having consulted other sources. They are fierce!

The Lamb was beautifully Tender, Asif told us he would be using shoulder of Lamb. Analysis completed, it was a matter of simply enjoying what lay before us. In recent weeks, Marg and Hector have shared a few kilos of Desi Karahi, they have been devoured. In times gone by, this would have been out of the question. Marg had said she was hungry, had nobody fed her whilst I was in Deutschland?

Asif came out from the kitchen to receive the due praise. One presumes that Glasgow’s Curry Cafes are selling as much Pizza and Kebap as Curry, if not more. The preparation of the classic Curry dishes may make Chef’s day.

A lovely combination of meat with ginger and lemon in a minimal masala – declared Marg – an extra large chapatti with an abundance of salad and raita to add a different moisture to the dish.

We reached the point where continuing would have been eating to excess. With only half of the Naan eaten, I judged how much Curry to leave, a snack for another time. The remnants were packed for home.

The Bill

£31.00 We had not been charged for the Chapli Kebab. The tip more than covered this.

The printout says – Spice Heaven. We had heard calls being taken, it sounded as if that was how they are identifying themselves. Abbas assured me that – Spice Haven – is the intended name for the business.

The Aftermath

Chatting with Asif afterwards, he mentioned that he would like to make me a Tikka version of what we had today. I still prefer standard Lamb. He also mentioned the Nehari and Paya on his new menu, the latter is certainly not for Hector.  I raised the possibility of a Fish Karahi, maybe one day.

Knowing that the review of this evening’s meal will be available for all, Asif made his own request:

Make me Famous!

This is what Curry-Heute is all about, trying new venues and promoting those who deserve it.

I forgot to clarify the opening times, there is a contradiction here.

Spice Haven Menu

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Berlin – Bahadur – Recommended by … but why?

Posted on September 10, 2020 by Hector

The chaps who run Bräugier Brew Pub are well aware of the Curry-Heute blog in addition to Bier-Traveller.com. Apparently, their customers reckon that Bahadur (Sigmaringer Str. 36, 10713 Berlin Deutschland) is the best place in Berlin for Curry. Hector is always happy to explore recommendations. Bahadur has the advantage of being closer to the city centre than Badshah visited yesterday, that was quite a trek.

Open from noon, Bahadur was potentially an ideal place to start the day. Once again Clive would accompany Hector on the U Bahn to Blissestraße, from where it was a short walk.

Arriving at 12.45 the tables outside were occupied, the windows had been fully opened, it took a moment to spot the door. This was the busiest Curry Haus visited this week, good omens.

Two menus were brought the Mittagstisch and the a la carte. Clive was happy to have the Gosht Shimla (€8.50), it would bring back memories of his visit to – Shimla – in the foothills of the Himalayas. I was determined to find out what the real Dishes might offer. At the doorway, I had spotted a fine looking brown Bhuna-style Masala. Having read beyond the Chicken and Cheese Dishes, the Hari Mirch ka Gosht (€14.90) was a possibility. The – sauce – was described as being cooked in Green Chillies, Coriander and Peppers. Green Chilli Mutton – is how this Curry translates into English, the dark, rich Masala as seen at the doorway was hoped for. I established that pieces of – Paprika – would not actually be visible in the Curry, blended in, I can cope with.

For drinks, 0.4l glasses of Fanta and Sprite were ordered. €4.40 for soft drinks, outrageous. Seconds before the drinks arrived, two small karahi were brought to the table, how could our Curry be served this quickly? It turned out to be complimentary Shorva, a nice touch. The Tomato Soup was thankfully – hot – and was well Seasoned, there was no Spice of note. Still, it woke up the taste-buds.

The Rice portion was as served yesterday at Badshah. Too often in Deutschland I have been served this quantity when dining alone.

Gosht Shimla

Was I glad I had not ordered this? Both Red and Green Capsicum protruded from the thin, creamy Masala. This was as Soupy a Curry as one might encounter. OK, it was the Lunch Menu, one takes what one gets, this was evidently poor.

Tender meat, not much flavour – reported Clive.  At the end of his meal Clive concluded:

I would not use the word – Curry – to describe it.

Hari Mirch ka Gosht

… or was it?

Topped with Ginger Strips and a sprinkling of Coriander, the whole Green Chilli stood out. I set about decanting the contents of the platter. This was nothing like what was hoped for. Again the Masala was – Shorva, how did it differ from the Gosht Shimla? In what way had this Curry been cooked in Chillies, Coriander and Paprika? The Shorva had slices of Onion cooked in, a pity they had not been cooked down to create – Echtes Masala. The Meat count was into double figures. A solitary Black Cardamom was the only ingredient which looked the part.

This – Curry – lacked everything, the Flavour was minimal, it was no surprise to find the Seasoning lacking also. There was no sense of Spice at the beginning, this did grow marginally as I ate on, however, the Spice Level remained absurdly – low. This Curry would have challenged no-one.  Scharf? – aye right!

The waiter came over to ask the customary question:

Everything is OK?

The response had to be brutal:

If you think this is Curry, well…

To make matters worse, the smokers at the outside tables were further spoiling Hector’s meal.

At the end of the meal, we were asked once again:

Everything alright?

If you think that’s Indian food then you haven’t been to India.

(or the UK for that matter)

For the record, both Hector and Clive have been to India.

In what way was this a Hari Mirch ka Gosht?

The Bill

€32.20 (£29.27)   No apology, no attempt to offer something better.

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was handed to the waiter, the Curry-Heute website shown. He was keen to see the other Berlin Curry Houses I had visited. The list is becoming quite comprehensive, only Swera and Sadhu presently impress. The waiter asked about Chelany, he was keen to know if I thought it was it better than Bahadur. Perhaps he had worked there previously, whatever, Hector does not recommend Chelany either.

Today’s – Curry Experience – was the classic – Euro-Curry, shockingly poor, or was it a case of us both ordering – the blandest thing on the menu? 

Menu extracts

Later, I reported back to the chaps at Bräugier Brew Pub –   forget Bahadur.

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Schöneiche bei Berlin – Badshah Indische Restaurant – One of two Berlin Badshahs

Posted on September 9, 2020 by Hector

Yesterday, as we alighted from our ICE  at Berlin Hauptbahnhof, a chap engaged me in Deutsch on the platform. Assuming he was asking for directions, I had to admit to being – ein Auslander – and so could not help him. He switched to English:

You are Hector Curry-Heute, I read your blog.

I have been recognised in Glasgow restaurants, but never like this and certainly not in a foreign land. I mention this here, I may have to repeat this event in person and in further blogs. I had to ask for a recommendation – Badshah – was forthcoming.

Google does not show a Badshah in Berlin city, but two, some twenty-five kilometres to the east. One is at Schöneiche bei Berlin, the other at Petershagen/Eggersdorf. Schöneiche was easier to reach. Covid 19 restrictions permitting, Hector is due back in Berlin with Marg next week. I believe Marg has always wanted to visit Petershagen.

With Lord Clive of Crawley in tow, Hector headed east by S Bahn to Friedrichshagen where Tram 88 took us to the leafy suburb of Schöneiche. Badshah Indische Restaurant (Hubertusstrasse 7, Schöneiche bei Berlin, 15566 Deutschland) is located in a residential area, the building has the hallmark of having been built as a Bar-Restaurant before it became a Curry Haus.

I had phoned before setting off to ensure the advertised noon opening was valid, all was well. On arrival, two chaps were sitting in the garden, they may have been brothers. We were their first customers of the day.

The Menu had the Mainstream Euro-Curry elements, with Ente (Duck) included. I read out the Lamm Dishes to Clive, Lamm Dhansek (€13.70) was last on the list. Clive rarely passes on the opperchancity to have a Dhansak. For Hector, Lamm Sabji (€13.80) has become the Euro-fallback. This guarantees some – Interesting Vegetables.

As ever I asked that no Paprika should appear. Rice was confirmed as being inclusive.

Drink was required, the warmest day of our trip, so far. A 0.4l glass of Fanta (€3.50) was demolished in no time, a second was required. Even Clive had a second 0.25l bottle of Still Water (€2.20).

Having taken the Order, the chaps addressed us from behind the counter.

Spicy?

We agreed – Spicy – but not at a crazy level.

Complimentary Poppadoms and three Dips were presented, we were warned that the bottom one was – Spicy. With the embedded Cumin Seeds, both were tasty.

A sensible volume of Basmati was presented along with a Side Salad to share. Salad? We are in Deutschland, but not München, it was going to be a challenge to follow the three outstanding days featuring Indian Mango.

That’s all – joked the waiter. Ah, the German sense of humour

The Curry followed moments later.

Lamm Sabji

Ginger strips and a tiny sprinkling of Coriander topped a Creamy Shorva. The Vegetables were protruding though the surface of the Masala. Seven pieces of Meat were arranged over the Rice, time to identify the range of Vegetables. Green Beans, Carrots, Cauliflower and small bits of Courgette provided the array of Interesting Vegetables. Hector was firmly back in the land of the Mainstream.

The – Kick – was set at a decent level, a well judged Spice Level. The Seasoning was also satisfactory. Flavour-wise, this Curry certainly impressed. The Lamb was Tender, quality Meat. The Vegetables, Courgette aside, were al dente, exactly how I like them. This combination of Meat and Vegetables worked well, the variety of Textures is what I sought. I had to take a break, eating too quickly comes at a price. I sensed the chaps thought they had given me too Spicy a Curry, not the case.

There was nothing out of the ordinary here, but I will describe this Curry as being way better than the Euro-norm. Enjoyable, Mainstream Curry.

Lamm Dhansek

This Curry looked nothing like the photo on the Menu. It was difficult to tell it apart from the Sabji. One would have assumed a Thicker Masala with the presence of Lentils, however, this appeared to be the same Shorva, Coconut Milk suspected.

The meat is amazingly tender – was Clive’s opening remark. Clive knows his Dhansak, he has had a few in his time. It was clear that he was particularly enjoying this one.

That was really rather good – was his conclusion – I’ll give this place a tick. 

Clive took care of the Salad whilst he waited for me to finish my meal.

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The Bill

€38.90 (£35.36)   Sterling has dropped in value, again.

The Aftermath

A little sensation was set before each of us. Light and fruity, I recognised the taste but could not identify this liqueur.

The Calling Card was accepted, time to introduce the Curry-Heute website.

We chatted briefly. Badshah has been here for some two years. Quiet during the day, I was assured that by 18.00 the place would be busy.

Good food, pleasant chaps in a relaxing surrounding, I wish them well.

Finally, if my Berlin reader gets in touch, I’ll add your name. 

Which Badshah? 

Menu extracts

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München – Indian Mango – Vindaloo !

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Hector

Lord Clive of Crawley has joined – The Company – and was more than happy to accompany Hector for the ritual visit to Indian Mango (Zweibrückenstraße 15, 80331, München). Today is Monday, since 2013 this has been the – Ruhetag – at Indian Mango, new management, new hours. Clive had Fisch Chettinad (€14.00) in mind, for Hector, it had to be something different having enjoyed this outstanding Curry in each of the past two days.

We arrived at Indian Mango around noon, Howard arrived a few minutes later, Steve was in hiding. Herr Batra, Mein Host, and the other Chef were manning the shop. The – Mittagskarte – was what Hector had in mind, Lamb Vindaloo (€8.50), whilst Howard opted for the Fish Curry (€7.50), plus a Roti (€1.50). A glass of Fanta (€3.00) and two bottles of Still Water (€3.50) completed the Order.

The tables in the main dining area had been restored since yesterday, a different day, different rules? A couple of ladies took up the table to my right, a lone lady diner to my left. Most of the business during our visit was – Takeaway.

When one orders from the Lunch Card, the Curry is presented with Rice already on the plate, half and half, as was reconfirmed at the table to my left. I was surprised therefore when our Curry pots and separate Rice appeared on the counter, these are for a la carte only.

Fisch Chettinad

What more needs to be written? If anyone has more to add, please let – minnow. This is quite simply a unique Curry. Yesterday I spotted Sultanas for the first time, today, Clive’s contained a whole, dry, smoked Chilli. I recommended that he leave this alone, he complied. Clive emitted many – excellents – whilst he ate.

I had to have the Chettinad, I was not disappointed.

Fish Curry

The aroma was powerful, one could easily tell there was Fish being cooked in the house. The standard toppings were present, the sliver of Tomato, Ginger Strips and a sprinkling of Coriander. The Masala was decidedly – Shorva.

It is many years since I have sampled this Curry. I was surprised at the extent to which Howard enjoyed it, we have disagreed about Fish Curry in the past. Today’s impressed, albeit with the caveat – this was not the Fisch Chettinad:

I’ve now had the opportunity to compare the Fish Curry and the Fisch Chettinad. The Fish Curry is still one of the best I’ve ever had, but the Fisch Chettinad, in terms of its dryness and complexity of flavours, wins hands down. The only issue of note was the Roti, which was nondescript.

Indeed, the Wholemeal Roti was like a poor man’s Pitta. The Bread at Indian Mango does not match the quality of the Curry.

Lamb Vindaloo

Yesterday, Steve had the Mutton Masala Madras, I was expecting the same Soupy Masala, that was not to be. This Masala was rich, viscous, and described as being – red – though this looked to be a function of the natural ingredients, no nasty colouring here. There was an abundance of Seeds mixed through the Masala, Tomato probably, but they could easily have been from Chillies.

Chillies in a Vindaloo, in Europe? Come on.

This is Indian Mango, not a Mainstream Curry House by any means. Yesterday’s Chettinad was Spicy, this more-so, indeed a Vindaloo. The underlying Flavour was decidedly – Indian Mango, the Seasoning was there too.

Ten pieces of Meat and four bits of Potato, this was clearly not the – Mittagskarte – portion, nor was Howard’s. The Lamb was not the most Tender, chewing was required, and this released even more Spice. No prisoners were being taken here, be warned, this Lamb Vindaloo ticks all the boxes.

This is eye watering – I exclaimed. The lady beside me smiled as I wiped a tear away from my cheek. In time, Tomato emerged as the root Flavour, Tomato Seeds then?

As is often the case, I was last finished. Herr Batra cleared the table.

That was Spicy!

Mein Host chuckled.

Chai was offered, but declined, not Hector’s cup of tea.

The Bill

€41.50 (£37.05) Paid separately. Howard and Hector were indeed charged at the Mittagskarte rate. This was our third consecutive day at Indian Mango, we have filled the coffers.

The Aftermath

November is the next planned trip to München, though the way things are going in the UK, the Germans may not let us back in.

It was time to focus on the next part of the day, a trip to Kloster Andechs.

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München – Indian Mango – Chat Junction

Posted on September 6, 2020 by Hector

Indian Mango (Zweibrückenstraße 15, 80331, München) opened today at noon, Hector informed Steve and Howard that 13.00 was a better time to rendezvous, if desired. After a fairly intense night pursuing München’s other great attraction, who knows?

It was exactly 13.00 when I entered Indian Mango. Once again, Herr Batra was there to greet and bump fists. I took a small table, one of four in the space which once would have housed sixteen people. The Order was simple, more Fisch Chettinad (€14.00) and a glass of Fanta (€3.00). Chef again attracted my attention, he must enjoy making this off-menu Curry for Hector. The waiter, whom I can now identify as – Sebastian – came in for the start of his shift. How many years has it taken Hector to establish this?

Herr Battra chatted briefly, asking if I had noticed the kiosk Chat Junction selling Indian Streetfood, as I reached the top of the escalator at Isartor Bahnhof. Indeed I had. Stickers for Chat Junction adorned the walls of Indian Mango, it was only then the penny dropped. Chat Junction is an offshoot of Indian Mango. I asked Herr Battra about – the new boss. It is himself.

Steve arrived at 13.15, Fanta all round. Today Steve went Mainstream and ordered Mutton Masala Madras (€13.00). As is generally the custom in Mainland Europe, Main Courses come with Rice.

I was quite amused when both orders arrived together, Steve’s Curry was clearly straight from – The Big Pot.

Fisch Chettinad

Topped once more with a sliver of Tomato, Ginger Strips and a sprinkling of Coriander, this Curry yesterday was just too good not to have again. Once the Fish and the Thick Masala Mash were arranged on the plate, I wondered how I had managed to eat this and the Lamm Chettinad last evening. This was going to be a long, slow process, a meal to savour.

The Spice Level was – fierce – many could not have handled it. A Fish Curry with Seasoning, something one cannot take for granted. How many times have I had this – Wunder-Curry? It still astonishes. Today I managed to identify another ingredient. Curry Leaves, Tomato and Coriander Stems I have noted for over a decade, but here was Fruit. A Sultana probably, so well cooked into the Mash it was difficult to spot.

Steve was finished long before me, every mouthful of this amazing Curry was excruciating pleasure. Did I mention the Spice Level? Wow!

Good as this was, I had already decided that tomorrow I would be having something different. Having this on consecutive days, enough already.

Mutton Masala Madras

The same Toppings partially covered a Mainstream Soupy, Blended Masala. Looks like I’ll be having something similar tomorrow. Steve gave an audible tone of approval as he devoured his Curry, and he already had Breakfast this morning. How can people eat so much?

Some of the meat was not tender, but good enough. Fairly bog standard Curry … bits of fresh ginger and coriander.

So, not up to the standard of the Lamm/Fisch Chettinad, but then what possibly could be?

Herr Battra brought Complimentary Dessert. This is what we had missed yesterday, the little flourish to complete the meal.

The Bill

€36.00 (£32.14)     Is it not about time the Euro devalued?

The Aftermath

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Herr Battra was sitting with us as Howard arrived, he took the adjacent table. Back to Chat Junction, this is reportedly going to become a franchise. A new kitchen was mentioned, a hand gesture suggested close by. Hector is only likely to sample the fayre from Chat Junction if it is also available at Indian Mango. Eating on the street, I don’t get it.

Howard had the Fisch Chettinad, he loved it.

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München – Indian Mango – Alles in Ordnung

Posted on September 5, 2020 by Hector

April 8, 2020, the tenth anniversary of Curry-Heute, the plan was to be here in München to mark the date by having Curry at one of the best Curry Houses on the planet – Indian Mango (Zweibrückenstraße 15, 80331, München). Like so many plans this year, aborted. Steve, who discovered Indian Mango and would also have been here in April, joins Howard and Hector for the first trip abroad since Lockdown.

Having checked in, it was straight to Indian Mango, at 17.30 there were more customers sitting outside than in. The waiter, whose name still escapes me, greeted at the door. Herr Battra, the manager, bumped fists as we entered. He disappeared, not to be seen again. Screens were in situ, staff wore masks, no track and trace. Chef popped his head around the counter from the cooking area, a big wave. Alles in Ordnung.

Herr Jolly Kunjappu, musician and philosopher, who founded Indian Mango has moved on. The Menu remains the same as do the prices, a la carte is not cheap. What to have, Fisch Chettinad (€14.00) or Lamm Chettinad (€15.00), Rice inclusive.

Fisch Chettinad is still not on the Menu, having checked it was available, why not have both? I have done this before. The chaps took the Lamm option, Steve added a Garlic Naan (€2.50). Drinks, Mineralwasser (€3.50) and Cola Light (€3.00) completed the Order. No Bier, Augustiner later, we were here for the Curry.

The new guy brought the food, four portions of Rice, four German portions, OK, a test. Sometimes the Lamm Chettinad has been the standout, sometimes the Fisch. I decanted both, Lamm on the left, Fisch on the right. Steve meanwhile was already getting stuck in, his appreciation was immediately forthcoming.

The Chettinad at Indian Mango is like no other, and this includes Hector’s attempt at impersonation a few nights back. However, I will claim that my home-cooked Naan was better, today’s looked thin, peely wally.

                 Lamm Chettinad                                        Fisch Chettinad

The toppings on both were identical, slivers of Tomato, Ginger Strips and a sprinkling of Coriander. Curry, as Dry as Curry can be and still be regarded as such. The Lamb was truly part of the Dish, it gave off so much Flavour. The Lamm Chettinad was indeed excellent, the Fisch offered even more – Seasoning. The Spice Level was – scharf – as is written, however, the Fisch Chettinad had the – Wow!

Hector the Magnanimous, spooned a Soupçon on to the plates of his fellow diners, they too must appreciate the difference. Mission accomplished, the Fisch Chettinad was indeed something else.

Steve took the easy option for his review – just write what I said last time. In time he played the game:

I found the Fisch to be more intense, but that’s the nature of the dish. Another satisfying meal at Mango.

Howard is never short of a word or ten:

Firstly, it’s good to be back in Munich and in Mango. This is a slightly tricky review, to accurately reflect what’s going on. The Lamb was not super-soft, but perfectly acceptable. Some pieces of Lamb had a distinctive Lamb taste, others were neutral. The sauce was excellent, it too varied in intensity. Courtesy of Hector, the juxtaposition of the Lamm and Fisch Chettinad showed there was no comparison. The Fisch Chettinad was significantly better. The spice level was spot on.

With Herr Battra gone, the ending of the meal was an anticlimax.

The Bill

€71.50 (£63.84) Just as well we don’t live in München.

The Aftermath

The noon opening was confirmed for tomorrow. There had to be a photo of Chef. Herr Jolly may have gone, the recipes survive.

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