Glasgow – The Village “Curry House” – Eat Out to Help Out

The last sit in Curry as Lockdown became enforced was at The Village “Curry House” (119 West St., Tradeston, Glasgow G5 8BA). That day turned out to be the last Marg would ever work. It was fitting therefore that on the eve of her erstwhile colleagues returning to the chalk face, we should make our return.

Hector – messagedThe Village a few days ago to confirm that they were part of the – Eat Out to Help Out – scheme. This was confirmed, and they would be operating on – a first come first served – basis. Arriving at 18.30, there was quite a crowd outside, not queuing as I established, but waiting to be called in. Master Baig, aka – Kasif – was managing the door. Fifteen minutes – was the estimated wait. For obvious reasons, we were asked to wait outside, fortunately there was an umbrella in the car.

Forty five minutes later, Kasif beckoned us in. A window table was allocated. There were far fewer tables than normal, all suitably spaced. The booth seats from the balcony had been brought down and formed a central line of tables. The high backs of the bench seats offered much more than the privacy for which they had no doubt been conceived. All staff wore masks, all but one in the proper manner. Hand gel was at the entrance where one was expected to log in using a QR code. Mr. Baig, Mein Host, was front of house wiping down tables between customers.

The – new menu – was brought, my second encounter with this frustrating publication. Tonight, one could afford the highly inflated price for the Lamb Tawa Kirahi (£34.99), but Hector’s mission this evening was to experience a classic Village Curry. My favourite Dishes keep disappearing from the Menu, Achari Gosht (£9.95) has survived the cull. Special Rice (£3.25) would accompany despite – Mushroom and Peas – being a far cry from the outstanding Vegetable Rice of ten years ago. Marg decided to revisit the Curry which proved to be particularly pleasing last timeLamb Lahori Karahi (£10.95) along with a Tawa Chapatti (£1.10).

During our wait outside, we had agreed that an appetite had been well and duly worked up, Lamb Chops (£7.95) had to be. Our customary litre bottle of Sparkling Water (2.95) completed the Order.

Having stood outside, it felt as if we knew those who sat around us. The large family groups had been sensibly split. There was a limit as to how many people could be sat at one table.

Lamb Chops

A portion of three, one for Marg, two for Hector, four would have been better. Marg commented on the presence of Coriander in the greenery, Hector’s attention was focused on the Meat. It has been a while, too long. Cremated, yet succulent, the perfect Lamb Chop. My precious. I could have eaten four.

There was a sensible wait between courses. Although every table was occupied, The Village was far from full. I hope to see once again, the crowd which gather on the famous Buffet Nights. We all missed out on the Buffet to mark the end of Eid. I suspect that these nights are even better value than the Chancellor’s Scheme in operation this evening.

The Special Rice, wtf? The conical dish was decanted, the contents hardly covered the centre of the plate. Suppose we had intended sharing? Mr. Baig, you cannot charge £3.25 for this. As mentioned above, the Vegetable Rice at The Village was once an integral part of the meal, outstanding in Flavour and featuring an array of Interesting Vegetables. Hector is not impressed by what is presently served.

The Wholemeal Chapatti matched Marg’s requirements.

Achari GoshtThe Village blended Masala glistened, this has been the source of much pleasure over many years. In a time before the conception of Curry-Heute, Hector would gorge on this at least twice a week. I decanted the Meat, eight pieces, just. This is why ordering by the kilo should be more satisfying.

The blast of Pickle is exactly what was anticipated, the Aniseed took me surprise. The Spice was there, the Seasoning spot on, wonderful. The Lamb was delightfully – Soft. I had to eke out the Meat, the Rice, the Masala, the overall portion felt pitiful. I ate the lot, Lime Rind included. Back in the day I used to tell Mr. Baig as I left The Village that I was always sad as my time of eating his Curry ended, tonight this came far too quickly.

Bring back the Lamb Desi Qorma.

Lamb Lahori Karahi

The single portion, served – Boneless – and – Medium – as requested, looked to have a much more satisfying quantity. Ginger Strips and Coriander topped the Masala, Syboes were spotted also. Dark and Thick, here was the classic Masala Mash for a Karahi.

Marg did not make her usual remark about the Spice Level and so this must have been well within her tolerance. A piece of Lamb crossed the table, I decided to keep this until I had finished the Achari. Seeing my plight, an extra piece was left. Unfortunately, due to the intensity Flavour of the Achari, there was no way anything else was registering on Hector’s palate. I did note that the Lamb had a totally different Texture from that in the Achari, highlighting the difference between Curry and Karahi.

As the last morsels were being swallowed, Mr. Baig passed the table. Insane – was his word to summarise the events of recent times. This may well have included the – half price – offer this evening. Marg, who does not have a hotline to 11 Downing Street, assured him that he will be reimbursed. Think about the auditing. Every – Bill – will have to be examined to check that the Eat Out to Help Out scheme has been applied correctly. At least The Village does not serve alcohol, so everything applies.

The staff tonight, mostly new, were excellent.

The Bill

£36.15 – rounded down to £18.07. Thank you, Rishi.

The Aftermath

I took the cash over to a busy Irram at the till she manages so ably on the Big Buffet Nights. She asked if we had enjoyed the food, indeed we had, however, I had to get in my dig.

Can we have the menu back from ten years ago?

Irram suggested that if I go on a quiet evening, they will cook whatever I desire.

Name the night!

Something which puzzled throughout the visit – why had so many people brought in boxes of cupcakes this evening?

Other news

Indian Mango (München) put out a message this evening to say that they are open on Mondays as of today. Anyone fancy a trip to München?

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Glasgow – Ambala – The Wrong Curry, or was it…

Curry with Marg on a Saturday afternoon in Glasgow? Unheard of. Knowing my habits, all of them, Marg knew that her best opperchancity for food today was to join Hector. It was time for a change from the currently lauded DumPukht Lahori. Marg has yet to visit Basharat G’z but they do not open at present until 16.00. Hector had other plans for 16.00. Yadgar are still operating on a Takeaway basis only. Ambala Deli Bar (11 Forth St., Glasgow, Scotland, G41 2SP) was overdue a return visit.

Marg’s hockey commitment ended at 14.00, we agreed to rendezvous at Ambala. The new frontage shows that the – Deli Bar – moniker has been dropped. The interior decoration has also been toned down a bit, the place remains shiny bright.

One window table was occupied when I entered, the waitress recognised me. I waited until she was free and confirmed I could choose my own table at the opposite end of the room. She wore a mask under her chin, as so many people do, a fashion accessory, totally useless. No sanitising hand-wash was spotted. There is a general level of inconsistency across the land about operating procedures at this time.

A welcomed bottle of ice cold tap water was provided. I told the waitress I would wait for Marg’s arrival before ordering. This gave me time to study the Menu in depth. Ojhri Curry (£8.99)? I had to look this up. Ah, Tripe. £2.10 for a can of Mango Rubicon? A bit steep.

The once magnificent – Handi – is still inscribed on the window but has not been on the Menu for years. Its replacement, the Lahori Chaska Lamb Karahi has not delivered the – Wow – and at £15.99 for the half kilo, ouch. I considered the Fish Karahi (£11.99) but decided to give the Desi Lamb Karahi (£10.99) another chance. A Plain Naan (£2.40) would accompany.

Three other tables were occupied by the time Marg arrived at 14.20. Marg chose her fallback Keema Karahi (£9.50) with a Chapatti (£1.30). We were ready. The waitress took Marg’s order then looked at me. She realised she needed her pad so went off to fetch it. Marg was told – no Chapatti – and was offered a Roti (£1.20) instead.

I asked for the Desi Lamb Karahi and was asked if I wanted the half kilo. I pointed to the Menu and clearly stated – the standard portion. Having encountered Hector before, I deduce she was used to me ordering off-menu, enquiring about the Handi etc. The Plain Naan was confirmed.

The two ladies sitting opposite shared a Mix Grill (£16.99), they were having fun. A Keema and a Naan were set at the table round the corner from my spot. Ambala was slowly filling this Saturday afternoon.

When the large, flat karahi was brought to the table, I knew that this was way more than the standard portion. Ahmed, Mein Host, has been more than generous to Hector in the past, but there was no sign of him today. Unless someone brings Hector a Chicken Curry, why make a fuss, better to eat what arrives.

The difference between a Chapatti and a Roti is marginal, the latter tend towards becoming – crispy – as they cool. Why were both not available? This Wholemeal Roti was standard fayre. The Naan arrived in four pieces, I should have remembered to ask for it to be served – whole. Light and fluffy, this was a decent Naan. In the end I would only manage half.

Lahori Chaska Lamb Karahi

Note the title, this is not what Hector ordered, and as it transpired, there would be no complaint. As I would tell the dippy waitress, – this is the best Curry I have had at Ambala in years. Hopefully this comment went back to the kitchen.

The sheer mass of Curry on the karahi took me aback. Count the Meat, why? At other venues one wonders how – the half kilo – is determined. There was no such concern here. Topped with a liberal sprinkling of Fresh Coriander and Ginger Strips, slices of large Green Chillies stood out in the Masala. The abundance of seeds suggested the Masala base was Tomato. Oil was separating across the karahi, for some this can be off-putting, for Hector, this was a heavenly sight.

The first dip of the Naan into the Masala blew me away. Wow! Wow! And thrice – Wow! A Buttery Flavour overlay the melange of Spice and Herbs, this Masala had everything. In recent months I have sung the praises of the Lahori Karahi served at DumPukht Lahori (Glasgow). In Scotland, only DumPukht and Rustom Restaurant (Edinburgh) serve a Karahi Gosht in this style. In Glasgow, Yadgar and Karahi Palace have their own superb interpretations. Today’s Curry, I class as being in the Manchester style.

Notionally – on-the-bone – there was only one large bone on the karahi, and it was a Sucky one! The Meat was simply beautiful, it sat there, waiting to be devoured. Calm, Hector, take your time. The Curry had arrived at a blisteringly hot temperature, there was no fear about eating cold food.

This was one of those very rare exceptional Curry experiences, a moment of synergy where everything was better than everything else. And I didn’t order it. I was left to speculate as to how this exceptional Karahi Gosht came to be. A new Chef? Is this actually the fabled – Handi – restored? Once this is posted, I shall email Mein Host, watch this space for an update.

Keema Karahi

Topped with Fresh Coriander and Ginger Strips, this Keema was definitely at the correct end of the scale of dryness. The Keema looked dark and Herb-rich. Only a slight residue of Oil collected on the margins of the mass of Mince. This looked quite a plateful.

This has a kick – was Marg’s opening remark. We missed out on that statement last Saturday at DumPukht. Again, with some slices of the large Green Chillies, the Spice Level may well have been beyond the – bland.

I expected Potatoes – was Marg’s next observation. Having paid no attention to the options at the time of ordering, I can now ask why Marg was not offered the choice of Peas or Potato, or both? Aloo Keema Mutter is Marg’s favourite Curry.

A lovely flavour, a real good kick. Very filling, the Roti was hot and crispy.

Having finished the Roti, I expected Marg to take a piece of Naan. Instead, she drew a figurative line across the plate, Marg was full. With two pieces of Naan remaining and around six pieces of Lamb, including the Sucky Bone, I too decided to call a halt. My coefficient of pleasure had been maximised, why risk coming off the plateau? We had the car, the Takeaway option was the sensible course of action.

The Bill

£29.09 £15.99 of this was the half kilo. The full kilo at £24.99 is a much more sensible option. I would still describe today’s half kilo as – generous.

The Aftermath

The staff were busy dealing with the impressive number of customers as we departed. Saturday afternoon Curry? It’ll never catch on.

Update

Sunday afternoon time to reheat the Soupçon of Keema Karahi and Lahori Chaska Lamb Karahi. The latter was every bit as good as it was yesterday. This, however, was my first sampling of the Keema. Again – Wow! Marg was right about the Spice Level, the Seasoning was also a la Hector – brave. The intensity of Flavour astonished. Now imagine it with Potatoes and/or Peas.

Something has happened at Ambala, they more than deserve to retain their photo on the – About – page on Curry-Heute. Only a handful of venues in Glasgow can serve Curry of this quality.

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Shadwell – Lahore One London – The Wrong Curry?

Three nights in Crawley, Marg and Hector are guests of Lord Clive & Lady Maggie. This was meant to the week of the Great British Beer Festival, alas, like everything else this year, cancelled. Before heading to Howling Hops, there had to be Curry-Heute. Whitechapel has proved to be a good grazing ground in Hector’s sporadic visits to the Capital. Google Maps lead us from Clapham Junction to Shadwell, still part of Tower Hamlets, as is Whitechapel. Where is London?

I spotted Lahore One London (218 Commercial Rd., Shadwell, London E1 2JT, England) last year when I had a Whitechapel Curry at the impressive Lahore Kebab House. Lahore One looked like Hector’s sort of venue, the classic Curry Cafe. Sources showed photos of a Karahi Gosht which was worthy of investigation.

The ladies left us at the door to Lahore One and headed west towards a coffee house. Only one diner was inside when we arrived. A lady was front of house, a chap behind the counter with another spotted occasionally in the kitchen. The Menu was brought to us:

I’ve read great things about your Curry – I announced to the lady who perhaps was nonplussed.

Karahai Gosht (£11.00) is why Hector was here. Clive opted for the Chicken version – Karahai Chicken (£9.50).

On reading the Bread options to Clive he expressed an interest in the Keema Naan (£5.00), however the price was judged to be excessive, or the Bread was possibly a meal in itself. Chilli Naan (£2.00) appeared to be the best option.

A Modest Salad and a Raita were brought to the table, the tap water was well received, it was hot out there. The Salad remained untouched, Clive sampled the Raita. Lime Pickle – was Clive’s take on the flavour.

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Plates preceded the arrival of the food. We were warned about the hot karahi. The Chilli Naans were also topped with Coriander, Hector’s idyll. Although scored across their diameter, the Naans remained whole. Round, light, puffy, the Naans were excellent. If only Hector could master this.

Karahai Gosht

Behold the Soup!

The excessive, blended Masala bore no resemblance to anything I have seen posted elsewhere for Lahore One. A Tomato swam in the Soupy Masala which was topped with Coriander. The Meat content impressed, well into double figures, so good value. The Oil content was minimal with no sign of separation.

The flavour was quite distinctive, Euro-Curry flashed through my mind. There was a Big Spice Kick from the Masala enhanced by the sliced Green Chillies in the Naan. The overall Spice Level was therefore quite demanding, some may have struggled. The Texture of the Meat ranged from Tender through Chewy. There was a sense of the Meat having taken flavour from the sauce rather than being the source. More Seasoning may have extracted a greater depth of flavour.

I have to challenge Chef – in what way was this a Karahi?

Despite being closer to a Mainstream Curry, this was still damn good. As I have written oft, it was still – Curry. The lady passed having served the latest arrival.

Good?

Oh yes!

This raised a smile.

Chicken Karahai

Spot the difference!

Topped with Coriander and Ginger Strips, the Masala had the appearance of an authentic – Karahi. The Oil was beginning to collect around the periphery of the karahi, this looked the part, and was what I had expected to be served.

Clive wiped his karahi clean, nothing was left:

Pick your own exceptional adjectives and string them together.

That’s one way of making a comment.

The Bill

£24.50   A lot of Curry to the £.

The Aftermath

The Calling Card was given to the lady. She thanked me and went to get her glasses. Unfortunately, the telephone had to be answered so the introduction to Curry-Heute was brief.

So, was Hector given the correct Curry?

Time to find the ladies and take the tube then a bus to Hackney.

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Glasgow – DumPukht Lahori – 2020 Curry

Three days in Glasgow and Lord Clive of Crawley has not been to a Curry House. Hector had planned the traditional Saturday afternoon slot. However, all regulars were summoned to Holland St. today at 13.00 for the re-opening, at last, of the State Bar. There was no point leaving before the FA Cup Final had finished, thankfully there was no extra time. It was 19.50 when we headed across the river to DumPukht Lahori (39-41 Paisley Rd. West, Glasgow G51 1LG). I phoned en route to confirm that four of us would require two kilos of Lamb Lahori Karahi (£20.00). It is August, six months have passed since Dum Pukht first opened for business. Let’s hope the next six are without interruption.

Aqeel and his assistant, not seen since my first visit, were front of house to greet as we entered, a perfect photo opperchancity. We took the table to which I have gravitated on each of my visits. Bread had to be selected, Mags had witnessed the wonder which was the Roti (£0.90) served last time, four were ordered.

The assistant took the Order. There is also a new waiter who assured us his Farsi is much better than his English. All he needs is the language of the restaurant and all should be well. Three staff, it looks as if things are starting to take off at DumPukht. A Takeaway customer came in and enquired about a Leg of Lamb Karahi. Aqeel needs twenty four hours notice for this. Not on the Menu, this must be an enhanced version of what we had ordered.

The wait was not long, hot plates were brought at 20.10, the food arrived ten minutes later. Having not dealt with Aqeel directly, the wonderful Roti I was expecting had been replaced by the standard Wholemeal variety. A disappointment, but this will make me all the more determined to secure the super-Roti next time.

Lamb Lahori Karahi

The only thing better than one kilo of Karahi Gosht is two.

I doubted that the ladies would manage the whole kilo and so suggested they share, then Mags could have a Takeaway with the surplus. Well, that’s what I thought. Marg was hungry having not eaten all day, I did not expect to see their karahi empty so quickly. They cleared the lot, Clive and Hector ate at a more reserved pace.

Topped with Ginger Strips, the Masala looked the part. As ever, the Oil separated to collect on the sides. The Meat had been cooked to perfection, less fatty than last week. Marg found a piece of Kidney in the mix. At £20.00 a kilo, one cannot fault this. Kidney, there’s a story one should ask Marg to tell.

This Lamb Karahi had a much more Peppery flavour than last week’s, closer to what Dr. Stan and and I had on Visit #1. The photos may highlight the red, however, this Karahi was closer in flavour to the paler Namkeen.

Whilst we ate, Aqeel came over to check all was well. He then made a video of us tucking in to his fayre. This was a first.

There was a Kick, not such that Marg made her usual comment, the Spice Level just kept growing. My notes record – soft meat, the bone count was not excessive.  This was another wonderful offering, Aqeel had done us proud.

Mags – This is definitely better than one I had last Saturday. Peppery, if I could get that every time, I like a White Curry, tick.

Marg – A very pleasant peppery taste. A variety of textures of meat in an oily but tasty sauce, and I enjoyed the Roti.

Clive – Very flavoursome whilst eating. The notable thing is the after-taste. It wasn’t a hot Curry, but it just kept growing.

We weren’t finished. Marg went over to the fridge to inspect the Ice Cream (£2.50). She returned with a tub of Cookie Dough flavoured.

The Bill

£46.50   Where else in this city could one find such magnificent Curry at this price?

The Aftermath

As we left, a chap was sitting on the other side of the room tucking into a whole kilo of Chicken Lahori Karahi. Good on him.

Last week Hector became aware of the park in Kinning Park for the first time. On leaving Dum Pukht this evening, I became intrigued by the flower basket on the adjacent fence. What lies behind?

Interesting.

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Glasgow – Mother India’s Cafe – Full-on Flavour Day

Last night’s Kofta Anda somehow whetted Hector’s appetite for – Spinach. With a restricted number of options in Glasgow’s West End open mid afternoon, the Lamb Saag as served at Banana Leaf (76B, Old Dumbarton Rd, Glasgow, G3 8RE) was foremost in Hector’s mind. Alas, it was not to be, Banana Leaf was not open (yet?).

Open as advertised, unlike… was the title of my last post at Mother India’s Cafe (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow, G3 8AD) when the same disappointment occurred. The small table which Marg and I tend to be allocated was once again Hector’s appointed locus. There were fewer tables than usual, the staff were wearing masks, Social Distancing was being observed, all was well.

Machi Massala (£5.80) was a given. Lamb Saag (£6.20) would be accompanied by a Paratha (£2.15) and a Sparkling Water (£2.95 !!!). Hector would have his Spinach!

Given how few diners were present at 14.30 on a Thursday afternoon, the wait was not long. Business was surprisingly steady.

I had great expectations for the Paratha, the standard here is high. What came was Light, Flaky, Layered, and had an acceptable Buttery sheen, not greasy as others might interpret the moistness. The negative was the use of Wholemeal Flour which Hector eschews in favour of – white. A decent Paratha, and only a crumb was left, so a good size.

At the point of ordering the prices of the Tapas portions did register. Compare the platefuls at comparable prices served in Kabana (Manchester) last week. I suppose one knows what one is getting here, and it is the West End.

Machi Massala

The blast of Capsicum hit hard. What have they done to my favourite Curry at Mother India’s Cafe? The Fish Curry, I have described for over a decade as being the best served in Glasgow, has changed. I had not noticed a solitary piece of the hideous Green Mush topping the Dish with the Ginger Strip. I had to stop ordering the Lamb Karahi here some years back when they declared that the Capsicum was already in.

Fortunately, after Hector’s palate had recovered from this unwelcome assault, the Flavour somehow faded towards – Pickle, this surprised. It therefore took a few moments to register anything – Fish-like. The Spice and Seasoning were there, the quantity of Fish was enough to justify the cost.

Does this mean a change of Chef, recipe?

Give Hector back his Machi Masala!

Or, is the plan to ruin the entire menu?

Lamb Saag

The portion looked tiny, but proved to be deceptive. Five pieces of Meat sat in the dark, thick, Masala. The powerful taste of Spinach came over instantly, success. The Spice Level was moderate at best, the intensity of the Seasoning compensated. The Texture of the Lamb covered the spectrum from Tender-soft to chewy. A double portion would have gone down well, but what a price that would have been.

The Bill

£17.10 Eating here must still be regarded as a treat.

The Aftermath

Mein Host confirmed that Mother India’s Cafe only opened yesterday for dining in after Lockdown.

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Hector Cooks Chicken Karahi + Naan

Chicken Karahi? We live in strange times. For example, last night’s attempt at making Naan marked the hundredth post in – Hector’s Cooking, but not the hundredth Curry. I reckon that happened this evening, so I must present myself with a certificate to mark the occasion.

Lord Clive of Crawley arrived in Glasgow this afternoon, our busy schedule over the next few days may only permit one restaurant Curry. Tonight there had to be food, but with trains stopping early, it was a case of go home and rustle something up. Clive often orders a Chicken Curry. Hector, the perfect host, did not think his guest would be impressed by having to wait ninety minutes for a Lamb Curry. And so, it was a case of in which order to start the preparation of a Chicken Karahi, and what was going in?

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Frozen chopped Onions was the starting ingredient, then it was a case of assemble the large dried ingredients in one dish, the powdered in another. Hector was not holding back, a Minimal Masala and a big Spice Level was the objective. Whilst the contents of each dish were stirred in, the Chicken Thighs were cooked in the microwave, a safety net, no Salmonella please.

Onion Powder was used as a thickening agent, dried Methi went in with Garam Masala towards the end.

Amchoor Powder and Salt were the last to go in to this Post Pub Curry.

Throughout Lockdown I have watched numerous video clips of people preparing Karahi, using Chicken is so much more straightforward, but the outcome inevitably less satisfying. The positive is that a Karahi bears no resemblance to a Curry cooked with a base gravy.

Two dough-balls had been set aside for tonight, just in case. These were rolled out whilst the Tawa was heated. To improve upon yesterday’s attempt, the aim was to go larger and also hopefully thicker.

Tonight, more bubbles formed across the dough as it cooked on the Tawa. Melted butter was applied before turning. I wanted the burnt bits and monitored the cooking to ensure that this didn’t get out of hand. The result was pleasing in terms of appearance.

Chicken Karahi + Naan

Clive was well impressed that I had made my own Naan from scratch. The size was definitely better than anything I have produced so far. The Texture was again most certainly Bread-like, but as I had already doubted the efficacy of the Yeast, the Naan was not as light and fluffy as one would hope for, next time.

The Chicken Karahi had come out exactly as planned, a Dry, Thick, Masala. The Spice was there and the Seasoning was a la Hector. The Methi had provided the extra Flavour dimension, everything was fine except for the Meat. The Chicken did nothing other than make this a – Non-Veg Curry. Fish Karahi next time?

This is marvellous – was one of the correct noises made by Clive as he ate.

Just something I rustled up – was the modest reply.

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Hector’s #3 attempt at Naan + Basharat G’z – Kofta Anda

With Rizwan confirming that last week’s wonderful Naan at Kabana (Manchester) was made from – strong white flour, Hector was motivated to once again try making Naan Bread at home. The range of flour available remains sporadic, simple – white flour – was the best I could find.

The second attempt at homemade Naan employed a basic recipe of flour, oil and water. This time I would also include Yoghurt, an Egg (one egg is un oeuf), Salt, Sugar, and Yeast. It was about time I got around to using the Yeast, it has been in the cupboard for some twenty five years. Again, I have not seen Yeast in the shops through Lockdown.

Maybe I should not have been surprised yesterday when the mix of Sugar, Water and Yeast did not react. (Add to the shopping list – Yeast.) With plenty of time to hand, I let the dough sit under cling-film in an oiled bowl to rest for some hours. Last night I divided the dough into four balls, two for today, and two for, well we’ll see what transpires.

The Naan would be the accompaniment to the Kofta Anda purchased at Basharat G’z (223-225 Allison Street, Glasgow, G42 8RU) at the start of the month when travelling restrictions were lifted, a bit. Four Meatballs, one Egg, I’ve done that one already.

Normally I would use a pan to reheat, tonight the frying pan came out to play. Here I was able to watch the Shorva sizzle, then thicken. Slow cooking, despite appearances, to try and reheat the Kofta evenly.

I still cannot source a non-nonstick Tawa. A stick? Just how hot does one get it before adding the dough? I had a spare in case the intuition was wrong.

The dough rose initially around the edges, not in the middle, then a big bubble formed, encouraging.

I knew the half cooked Naan had to be flipped, the bubble would then burst.

Once flipped and with some butter pasted over the entity which now resembled Bread, I decided that this was as good as it was going to get.

Kofta Anda + Hector’s Naan

The Naan had the texture of Bread, but was nowhere near as light and fluffy as was the objective. Still, not too shabby, recognisable as a Naan.

The Kofta were lightly Spiced, and as much as they had a decent level of Flavour, I soon came to realise just how much more wonderful – Kofta Palak – can be. The hard boiled Egg felt out of sorts without copious Shorva and a Chapatti. As a snack, this was fine, I was left wanting more.

The Aftermath

It was time to experiment again. I rolled out the other dough-ball and placed it on a baking tray which in turn went into a preheated oven. The golden Bread which resulted looked OK, alas, it went straight into the bin after tasting. So, this is how one bakes biscuits?

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Glasgow – Dum Pukht Lahori – Tiffin Express – This is a Special Place

Hector has been waiting for this day for some four and a half months. On March 9th, Dr. Stan and Hector visited the newly opened DumPukht Lahori (39-41 Paisley Rd. West, Glasgow G51 1LG). We shared a kilo of Lamb Lahori Karahi (£20.00), it was truly outstanding. With what became the ill-fated trip to Polska in the days following, I promised to return to Dum Pukht at the end of March with more diners. Then came Lockdown, DumPukht closed, seemingly for good, then opened its doors again towards the end of May. I have had three Takeaways during Lockdown, each confirmed what was apparent from Visit #1this is a special place.

I took the Subway from Partick, alighting at Kinning Park. This was a treat in itself. I don’t think I have been aware previously that there actually is a park beside the M8 motorway at Kinning Park.

Five of us were due to assemble at Dum Pukht at 15.00. Marg was elsewhere today, eating Pizza. The Company – were booked in to the Koelschip Yard at 16.15, time felt tight, so I arrived early at Dum Pukht to get the Order underway. First I had to check if – Boneless Lamb – was available today to please John, it wasn’t. Then I checked with Mags that she would be happy to have Karahi Gosht instead of her usual Aloo Gosht. Howard and Tracey had already experienced a Soupcon of DumPukht’s Lamb Lahori Karahi, they were up for it. I ordered two kilos plus three Naan and three Roti.

Fewer tables were in situ this afternoon to comply with the present social distancing requirements. Whilst I waited for the others, I told Aqeel about my tour of places in Northern England in the past week. Aqeel was particularly interested in the Rice and Three as served at Kabana (Manchester). He plans a cheap and simple Buffet as and when things get back to something like normal. Perhaps we will finally see the big copper pots in action?

Howard and Tracey were first to arrive, they were introduced to Aqeel. All were assembled before 15.00. Two chaps came in as Aqeel was about to serve. I never established what they were ordering, it delayed our meal by some ten minutes. Dum Pukht was a one man show this afternoon.

The Naans were served quartered, which for once was the sensible thing to do, five were sharing. Rogni Naan (£1.50), well fired, fresh from the Pizza oven? I explained to those who had not encountered one before that the perforations stop the Bread rising. The Sesame Seeds went down well.

The first of the two flat karahi was placed on the far end of the table near John. Aqeel confirmed that this was one of two. The second was placed between Mags and Hector leaving Howard in no man’s land. Two kilos, I expected the ladies to eat less, John reckoned he could handle one kilo himself at a push. Drinks were offered, Sparkling Water is not available at Dum Pukht, a can or two went to the far end of the table.

Here we go – if you snooze you lose.

Lamb Lahori Karahi

Thick strips of Ginger topped the wondrous sight. Bones stood out, I could only be sure that there was – enough – for everyone once first portions had been taken. I had managed to secure a Sucky Bone. The Masala was suitably Thick, shiny, the peripheral Oil was forming.

Joy of joys, what is the secret to creating such a wonderful Curry? The Spice was at a – sensible – level, two Green Chillies had also found their way on to my plate, so an extra – kick – came courtesy of them. A piece of reverse logic, such was the strength of Flavour, the Seasoning must have been fine.

The taste of Manchester – is what I noted on Visit #1, perhaps less so on subsequent Takeaways. Having just returned from Manchester, I realised all the more that this Karahi has its own unique and  distinctive Flavour.  I would put this on a par with Yadgar and Karahi Palace, and their respective Karahi are equally dissimilar.

The Meat was Soft, delightfully Tender. There was Meat on-the-bone, Boneless, plus Fatty bits. It all went in, and at this price who can argue? My fellow diners were each making positive noises. Hector was not taking notes, too busy eating. Tracey suggested we should have ordered the third kilo, but soon hit the wall. There was enough, just.

The Roti turned up relatively late. With my last Takeaway, I ordered Chapattis which are not on the Menu. Chapatti John had to ask the difference between a Chapatti and a Roti. The difference usually is that Roti turns to crisp. The Roti presented today were in a league of their own. Again quartered, these had risen to create pockets as in Pitta. It’s uncanny that I wrote this in the description for my Naan at Kabana two days ago. I deduce that these were not made from the Wholemeal Chapatti Flour that I had last time, but a whiter flour. Whatever, the Roti were something else, a new experience, and despite arriving in time for the end game, they were devoured.

There was much wiping of karahis. Not a drop of Masala was left, just one scrap of Rogni Naan.

It was time to record the formal comments:

Tracey – It wasn’t too red in colour (which she hates). I liked the lumps of fat which were melt in the mouth and flavourful.

Chapatti John – No Chapattis? The Rotis were almost a good substitute. I liked the balance of flavours and spice and the extra thick cut ginger.

Mags – The Lamb on-the-bone with fat left on it was full of flavour, very tender. I loved the bread, particularly the Roti … will definitely be back.

And finally, Howard, who has not been quoted in Curry-Heute for far too long:

Both the Lamb and the sauce had flavour. When you got to the bottom of the dish there was a big tomato hit which was wonderful. The Lamb was super-tender, the spice and the seasoning, spot on. As an added bonus, the Bread was a revelation. I particularly enjoyed the Naan which was well done and had the added interest of sesame seeds … absolutely excellent.

Freed from his cooking duties, Aqeel had checked on our progress throughout the meal. He had watched five very contented diners enjoy his Fayre. I had told them – this is a special place.

The Bill

£48.50 Under a tenner a head, unbelievable.

The Aftermath

John had me confirm with Aqeel that a half kilo can be served. It looks like he may be sneaking back.

As we made our way to Koelschip Yard there were many more positive comments. It looks like we shall be returning next week and in even larger numbers. Two tables, how many kilos?

After five first class meals from DumPukht Lahori, not only is this venue added to Hector’s Recommended Curry Houses, but also earns its place in Glasgow’s Top Rated.   Long may this business prosper.

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Manchester – Kabana – Same Again?

Marg and Hector entered Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England) today at 13.45. Marg had already eaten, something that was not Curry. For Hector, a repeat of yesterday’s so satisfying Karahi Lamb was the easy option, however, the Cauliflower and Potatoes served at Kabana has also impressed previously. Why not have both?

Rizwan was not present when I made the Order. I also asked for a Naan (80p) instead of the customary Rice. We took our seats, there were six other diners spread across four tables. They would soon be finished leaving the place eerily quiet.

Rizwan had returned, unseen by Hector, so it was a surprise when he brought over the Curry. It was strange to be given a bowl of Curry instead of the plate with Rice.

The Bread intrigued. The Naan was round, lightly fired, and had risen to create a pocket. More like a thick Pitta, this was markedly different from a Tandoori Naan. The Bread was remarkably light and fluffy, tremendous. Regular Readers will know that Hector has been attempting to make Bread during Lockdown, I had to wonder what flour had been used to create this impressive offering.

Karahi Lamb + Cauliflower and Potatoes

As was the case yesterday, being served at the table meant that Rizwan had already liberally applied – the foliage. The Masala in the Aloo Gobi was clearly different than that of the Karahi, more Oily. It was into the Oily Masala that I dipped my first piece of Naan. The heat made me gasp as the telltale Manchester Clove taste hit the palate. The Potatoes were suitably soft, and the Cauliflower retained the required firmness.  An excellent Aloo Gobi.

The Karahi Gosht was on-the-bone. Despite being a half portion, I still had way more Meat than I had been served at 7 Spices Balti (Sheffield) two nights ago. Having Bread with this Meat and Masala was a different experience from the usual Rice. Still a wonderful combination this was definitely not – same again.

The Bill

£6.10 Two visits and I did not photograph the new Kabana prices. Next time, which may well be next year.

The Aftermath

A possible third visit was discussed for tomorrow, it would have to be early. Rizwan bade us farewell with his refrain – Hector, you’re living the life.

Not for four months I didn’t. People need to get out and stay safe.

We walked round an empty, rainy Manchester, taking refuge in a well known Coffee Chain before Bier o’clock was declared. In the Arndale Centre, it was apparent that some people are intent on not complying with what is presently expected.

I have subsequently messaged Rizwan to find out what flour was used for the Naan. Goldstar Plain Flour – was the reply. Watch this space.

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Manchester – Kabana – The Red Carpet

Marg and Hector’s eight day tour of The North ends with two nights in Manchester. The return to Manchester is particularly poignant, the final city through which Hector made his Escape from Polska as Lockdown came into being across Europe. The first stop on reaching Blighty was Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England) – #gethehectorhome.

Today, on celebrating the discovery of cheaper overnight car parking than anticipated in the now very different Northern Quarter, we were then told that Ancoats Travelodge now offers limited free parking, tomorrow. Methinks there may also be a return to Kabana tomorrow.

Rizwan, Mein Host at Kabana, had declared that – The Red Carpet – would be rolled out to welcome Hector’s return. Primarily this means all concerned are well and also the business has survived. It was 14.15 when Marg and Hector entered Kabana, a time deliberately chosen to avoid any lunchtime rush. However, after a week away, we know how few people are actually out and about. The exception was a large gathering in Leeds. Only now have we come to realise that getting out of Leeds on Sunday, by having a day in York, was such a good idea.

Rizwan was out front when we entered, there was a virtual hug.

Greetings to all, it’s great to be back – I announced which drew the attention of the chaps hard at work in the kitchen as well as my fellow diners. Six diners were sat at four tables, all was well. The Board was photographed which is part of the Kabana ritual. Lamb Karahi on-the-bone with Rice is Hector’s favourite Curry at Kabana, it had to be. Rizwan invited us to take a seat, he would bring it over. Momentarily I forgot that this is now mandatory, not the honour that once was. Table service is – the present normal. Marg’s role today was that of Paparazzo, having  consumed a mass of Curry in recent days.

Lamb Karahi

The Manchester Trilogy of  foliage – Fresh Coriander, sliced Green Chillies, and finely chopped Ginger had been liberally spread across the Dish, so no before photo today. There are many photos of this Curry in its naked state for those who which to drool.

The plate was heaving, a Kabana Feast, it was straight into the Lamb. In my final visits on the eve of Lockdown UK, Rizwan had admitted his fear over maintaining the quality of Meat that makes his Lamb Karahi such a standout. Today’s Lamb was as good as ever, it really has to be sampled to be believed. Tender-Soft, far from Pulp and perhaps more importantly, a giver of Flavour. Cloves, definitely a Manchester thing, hit the palate before the combined Flavours from the blended Masala registered. Plain Basmati sat beneath the melange, it has been a while. There was a lot of Rice, every grain would be eaten. The array of Lamb on-the-bone included one Sucky Bone which delivered its Marrow. Tasty, the root of what makes this version so much better than the Boneless.

Hector is in Manchester, visiting Kabana, enjoying a Lamb Karahi. It has been a while, four months and six days to be precise.

The Bill

£6.80 Rizwan has been able to keep the inevitable price rise down to 30p per Curry.

The Aftermath

Of course I’ll be back tomorrow.

And so to Mackie Mayor and a somewhat over-complicated means of entry and ordering. No smartphone, no app, no service. Some may go hungry, thirsty.

This is – food – allegedly.

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