Wien – Flavours of India – What was not to like?

Posted on April 13, 2019 by Hector

Hector was last in Wien in 1980 as part of – the long way home trip – from Israel. Overcome with a need to see something in the Arts, a theatre box office was visited.  Back then, the Deutsch for – today – was unknown, nay luck then. When this word was eventually learned, a subliminal step was taken towards the title of this Blog – Curry-Heute.

Prior to today, the only Österreich Curry-Heute review was for Restaurant Sangam Wok & Curry (Feldkirch) near the Liechtenstein border. Various sources have proved this to be a widely read review.

There are presently sixty nine Curry Houses in Wien, a lot to choose from. Rather than simply go to the most popular venue, Flavours of India (Lichtentalergasse. 20, 1090 Wien Österreich) was chosen, a source suggested it was opened quite recently.

Marg and Hector entered Flavours of India just after noon, we were not the first customers, the Restaurant opens daily at 11.00 (until 22.00). We took a corner table in the L-shaped room, die Hausherrin brought the Menu. As is the lunchtime way, Marg would have a Starter whilst Hector would have his Curry. Lamm Sabzi (€10.90) would satisfy the need for Meat with Vegetables, Jeera Rice (€3.30) would accompany. For Marg, Veg Pakora (€6.50) with a 500ml glass of Mango Lassi (€2.20). This was a very good price for Mango Lassi. Our Hostess came to take the Order.

Prickelnd v vom Fass

As always, Hector desired Sparling Water, and as much of it as possible at a decent price. A 750ml bottle (€5.20) was on the Menu, pricey, once again. Bier was better value, but it was early. Marg saw – vom Fass – and unwittingly looked at the Bier prices. She was then convinced no large bottles of Sparkling Water were available, but saying – vom Fass – had planted – Bier – in Our Hostess’ mind. Hector asked for a large bottle of Sparkling Water regardless.

Returning from a tour of the premises, Hector found Marg sitting with both large and small bottles of Sparkling Water plus her Mango Lassi. A Bier had been sent back, apologies all round.

As requested, all the food arrived together.

Vegetable Pakora

The Pakora was light in colour and almost glistened. This was freshly made Pakora, not the double fried that prevails. There was a lot of it, a dozen pieces or so of various sizes, Mango Chutney accompanied.

Marg found both Cauliflower and Potato together in the Pakora which was quite novel. That she likened this Pakora to the Akash (Helensburgh, Scotland) is as positive as Marg could be. Not one piece came Hector’s way, though the Mango Lassi was sampled, excellent.

There was enough food on Hector’s plate anyway.

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The Jeera Rice was spead across the plate, a generous portion rich in Cumin Seeds, exactly what was required.

Lamm Sabzi

The Vegetables stood out in the Thick Masala. The Topping was presumably – Ground Almonds. This Curry had potential. I counted the Meat content into double figures as I decanted most of the pot on to the Rice. Peas, Sweetcorn and Carrots were part of the mix, a fine array of – Interesting Vegetables. The ratio of the slightly Creamy Masala to Solids was very favourable, this was a suitably – Dry Curry, the antithesis of the – soupy rubbish – served to Marg and Hector two nights ago in Bratislava. .

We have Seasoning – was my first remark to Marg. Indeed, the Flavours from the various Vegetables were complemented by the significant presence of Cumin. The Meat, though Tender, was the only let down. The Lamb gave off no sense of Spice and no Flavour other than the Lamb itself. The Spice Level was moderate, I could have done with a bigger – kick. Spice Level was never discussed. I marvelled at the variety of Textures in this Curry, what was not to like? Lamb Sabzi does not appear often enough in Menus around the World, it is a worthy alternative to Hector’s usual – Karahi Gosht.

The Bill

€27.60 (£23.79) How much of this was Water?

The Aftermath

Our Hostess accepted the Calling Card and expressed interest in Curry-Heute. I established that the present management took over these premises only four months ago. and that Flavours of India operate a successful – Mittags Buffet – which attracts many office workers from the surrounding area.

Our visit today was very pleasant, I wish them well.

Later today…

In the middle of our excellent evening at The Brick Makers, news flashed up on the still trusty Huawei that Paul Raymond of – UFO – had joined – The Immortals.  Marg and Hector saw Paul last week in Glasgow  performing on the final – UFO  – Last Orders – tour.

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Bratislava – Royal Kashmir Restaurant – A Slovenska Shocker

Posted on April 11, 2019 by Hector

After yesterday’s truly magnificent Beef Karahi at Lahore Pakistani & Indian Restaurant (Svätoplukova 49, 821 08 Bratislava Slovakia), Hector decided to check out Royal Kashmir Restaurant (Chorvátska 2702, 811 08 Staré Mesto Bratislava Slovakia) which was also to the east of Bratislava’s – Old Town. There was no point coming back out this far to discover the venue had gone as happened yesterday with Punjabi Dhaba (Šancová 92, 831 04 Nové Mesto Bratslava Slovakia).

Marg and Hector walked in @14.00, met Mein Host and studied the Lamb Dishes. There was a decent array from which to choose, we declared our intention to return this evening. Royal Kashmir is the most highly rated Curry House in Bratislava according to a major source, expectations were therefore – high.

Arriving at 18.45, four of the nine tables were already occupied but  who was actually eating? Was there a Hiatus in the kitchen? Slowly our fellow diners were served, I managed the occasional glimpse, Dark Masala, no nasty Red Food Dye here I concluded.

When Mein Host eventually took our Order he was quite amusing. That he was comfortable with English again raised our expectations. Lamb Methi (€11.80) was on the Menu, how could Hector resist? Marg opted for Lamb Rogan Josh Kashmiri (€11.80) accompanied by a Roti (€1.70). I had hoped to order a Paratha but Plain Paratha was not an option, various stuffed versions were. Marg would have her Roti. For Hector, Veg fried rice (€3.20) would accompany. As we ordered, Marg suggested Crispy Duck (€8.50) as a Starter. This took me by surprise, not an Indian Dish per se.

The Waiter checked our required Spice Levels, Marg asked for Medium, for Hector – Medium-plus – was noted. I showed a photo of Capsicum and asked that none be served in our Order. He studied what he had written, Lamb Methi, none, Vegetable Rice, none. He assured me that I need not be concerned.

No large bottle of Sparkling Water was available. No way was Hector paying €1.90 for a 300ml bottle when draught Krusovice was available by the half litre for the same price. Marg had Sparkling Water, Hector broke a habit and ordered Pivo.

Also sparkling – added Mein Host.

How can a Restaurant charge effectively more for Water than Bier?

And so began the wait. Two chaps left, the only ones who had food when we arrived, a couple sat at a table for six which I found to be somewhat odd. Seven of nine tables were occupied!

A young child appeared from the kitchen area on a bike and proceeded to cycle around the Restaurant. This was not just for a circuit before being rebuked and told to behave. This went on and on… We were here to dine, not wait for the inevitable tears. Wait, wait we did.

At 19.25 the door opened, a group of eighteen people from the Indian Subcontinent filed in and went downstairs. A blast of cold air accompanied their arrival. Marg gestured to the last chap who had left the door open. Marg was ignored, she got up and closed the door. Moments later another six chaps came in, they did not join the others but stood at the Bar. Mein Host served them all drinks and they took the remaining table for six before eventually disappearing downstairs. That took twenty minutes.

Prior to their arrival, we were definitely due to be served our Starter. I was noting the time, 19.45, as Mein Host brought the Crispy Duck, two Dips, and some plates. Marg thought we were being served everything at once.

We ordered the Crispy Duck as a Starter – she exclaimed to Mein Host.

I had spotted that the plates etc. were to share what now lay before us, a plate of sliced Duck on a bed of sizzling Onions, Courgette and copious Red Capsicum!

Boneless duck marinated in chefs (sic) special ginger batter – it said on the Menu. Marg had misread, she was expecting Duck in Batter a la Pakora, however, from her first mouthful she was happy with what she was eating, mostly. The Capsicum was set aside, it simply cannot work with Curry. Burping with Capsicum and Curry is not a happy experience.  In what way was the Duck – Crispy?

Four minutes after the presentation of the Crispy Duck, the Mains arrived. We were no more than a third of the way through, the Curry was going to get cold. Mein Host muttered an apology about how busy they were. Twenty four people presumably having Buffet downstairs must have been planned well in advance, a case for – more staff required.

The Curry-Heute

Both had excessive, thin Masala, Shorva in effect, and not what we had hoped for. Marg realised she needed Rice, hers was not a Curry one could eat with Bread alone. Fortunately the Vegetable Rice was plentiful. Containing Broccoli, Carrots, Green Beans and Sweetcorn, this is what I had hoped for at the time of ordering. Hector would not just be having Meat and Masala.

Curry – A

There was a topping of Dry Methi no sign of the Fresh Methi the Menu had claimed. I arranged the sixteen pieces of Meat over the Rice.  I could not bring myself to pour the surplus Shorva over what still looked like an acceptable Curry.

I took a photo of the Dark Brown residue instead, then sampled it. Gravy! This was not a Masala worthy of the Hector, and certainly nothing associated with the north-west of the Indian Subcontinent.

Lamb Stew – was my remark to Marg who could sense my disappointment.

This tastes as if it has come straight out of a packet – I added. I know, I have tried Spice Mix from a packet, the taste is – Powdery, they’re terrible and what lay before me was equally so.

Curry – B

Here was a paler, slightly thicker Masala topped with what appeared to be an Oil Slick. Rogan Josh? I have watched this Dish change over the years from a Tomato-rich Curry to a more Creamy one. Today’s was not recognisable as being in either camp. In what way was this a Rogan Josh?

Mein Host came over to ask the customary question. What followed should have been recorded precisely, a farce, Hector reports a true and fair an account as noted at the time.

I stirred the spoon in the Oily Gravy.

Is this made from a packet? – I asked Mein Host. He of course denied this.

Is there Onion in this Masala? This is nothing like the Curry a Kashmiri Chef would serve.

He insisted that this was indeed – Kashmiri – then dropped the bombshell. According to him, Hector had been eating the Rogan Josh!

But this one had the Methi on top.

Methi is everywhere – he replied, I wish.

Do you know what Methi is? – I retorted – It’s a Herb and that was on top of this Curry.

Disaster for Hector!

Marg and Hector had to exchange Curry. Marg realised I had most of the Rice and so we had to extricate the Vegetable Rice from under the Meat. Marg, with her Roti and minimal Rice had also eaten more of her Curry, a double whammy.

Start again

Curry – B was decidedly less Spicy and had virtually no Seasoning whatsoever. This was Bland Curry, a travesty. To quote Fielding Mellish in Woody Allen’s – Bananas – It’s a travesty of a mockery of a sham of a mockery of a travesty of two mockeries of a sham.

I was not amused, I ate the lot, I was hungry having waited an hour to be fed.

With reference to Curry – B, Marg thought – it had a wee kick to it – I couldn’t taste any Methi, I was just so hungry I could have eaten a horse. The meat was tender, there was plenty of it.

And to Curry – A:

It was a rich sauce, I would say it may have had wine, a rich gravy.

The Calling Card was looked out. Marg kept asking me to be calm, she sensed I was ready to further relate how appalling our experience at Royal Kashmir had been this evening.

If I don’t tell them to their face then how can I write it up in Curry-Heute.com?

The Bill

Procuring – The Bill – added to the frustration of the visit. Mein Host had disappeared again. A young waiter was suddenly on duty, clearing tables. I gave him the Calling Card – please give this to your Boss – and asked to pay.

€40.80 (£35.17) Our most expensive meal in Bratislava, and by far the worst.

The Aftermath

Mein Host brought the change, there would be no Tip. The Calling Card was on the tray, I handed it over once more and told him that everything tonight would be Blogged. He apologised for the delay, I don’t think he realised the full extent of our lack of enjoyment.

Ten minutes later at Craft B33R Gallery I posted a photo of the – Gravy – on my own choice of Social Medium. The Friends of Hector back in Scotland were quick to share my pain:

Yvonne – What is that?

Jim: It don’t look very nice!! You had better put some bog roll in the fridge you may be needing it.

Stewart: Looks like a Belfast sink in a horror movie.

Trainspotting? – I replied.

Joe took some time to alter the image, thank you.

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Bratislava – Lahore Pakistani & Indian Restaurant – Serendipity in Slovensko

Posted on April 9, 2019 by Hector

Slovakia, or Slovenska republika to give its formal name, is a new country on Curry-Heute, Marg and Hector did pass through Bratislava en route to Budapest from where Curry was reviewed at the Delhi Darbar back in 2012. We are three nights in Bratislava which should present two Curry Opperchancities. There are a number of Indo-Pak Restaurants to choose from, I had the list narrowed down to three, the Punajbi/Kashmiri venues. This did not stop me at least checking the exteriors and menus of some of the other venues encountered in yesterday’s walkabout. As with Praha, I may post an update covering these separately.

Marg and Hector set off around noon with Punjabi Dhaba (Šancová 92, 831 04 Nové Mesto Bratslava Slovakia) the objective, it was reportedly small and a half hour wait after a twenty five minute walk from the western end of the Old Town was not what Hector had in mind.

On arrival it was found to be derelict and the exterior did not match what was given on Google Maps. Someone is playing silly buggers. There is another Punjabi Dhaba further out of town at Prievozska, a Curry House too far.

Lahore Pakistani & Indian Restaurant (Svätoplukova 49, 821 08 Bratislava Slovakia) was the fallback. It only popped up yesterday and reviews are all recent, Hector was happy to visit a new Bratislava Curry House, who knows, it could be a major find.

Lahore is located in an off-street enclave, easy to miss. It was difficult to tell if it was open from the outside, Marg was ahead, she tried the handle, success. A table near the entrance was occupied by one group, a table in the next room also, in we went. I have seen some simply decorated Curry Houses, this beats everything. The walls were white, new paint-job white. Not one single picture/ornament adorned the walls. I liked this.

The Menu was on the table, I began the photographic ritual. The Waiter came far too soon and was sent away. I had made my own selections by the time he returned, Marg was still deciding.

Hector had three worthy choices: Lamb Rogan Josh (€5.40), Beef Karahi (€5.50) or Fish Curry (€4.50). The weight of the portion was given – 200g. When I cook a Curry, this is the amount of Meat I cook per person before adding Onions, Tomatoes, Oil and any other Interesting Vegetable. So, no Lamb Karahi on offer, but at least I had spotted no mention of the dreaded – Capsicum. I decided on Beef for a change. An Aloo Ghobi (€3.50) and Mix Veg. Pulao (€1.90) would complete Hector’s Order. Or so I thought.

Marg enquired about the Soup (€1.20). She was concerned that it might be too Spicy, and asked as a matter of interest, what Soup it was. Her fear of Spice was allayed, what sounded like – Technico – was given as the description. The Waiter went off to check what the translation might be. Technico – he assured us. OK. Marg asked for Samosa (€1.50) but was told none were available. Veg Pakora (€1.90) was accepted as a substitute.

I showed the Waiter a photo of Capsicum and asked him to ensure that these would not appear. His reply initially led me to believe that they do not use them at Lahore, however, he refined this to something along the lines of: We don’t add Capsicum if the customer doesn’t want them. Surely nobody would? Marg asked for the Soup and Pakora to be brought at the same time as my meal.

No Sparkling Water was available so Hector ordered Fanta, €1.30 for the advertised 500ml can/bottle. Marg went for Mango Lassi (€1.00). It was a 250ml can of Fanta which came, so I was keen to check – The Bill – later. The same quantity of Mango Lassi was good value.

The two groups left, thankfully. Those at the door were getting a bit rowdy for a Wednesday lunchtime, what was in their Water?

Two bowls of Soup were placed on the table followed quickly by the Pakora and Yoghurt. I know the extra Soup could have gone back in the pot, but why miss the Opperchancity?

This Soup was the very definition of – Shorva. It was decidedly – Thin – and was totally lacking in body. The Seasoning and Flavours more than made up for this. After a few spoonfuls I gave up, this would be better enjoyed as a Drink. Hector drank from the bowl, much more rewarding. A few dregs of something or another were sat on the bottom of the bowl when I had finished. Satisfaction was achieved.

Vegetable Pakora

Marg had little choice but to start. Four pieces only, as small a portion of Pakora as I have seen. Cauliflower, Capsicum, Potato, Mushroom and Paneer – said the Menu. Also! There’s the offending Vegetable.

Marg’s comment:

I expected one piece to be Paneer, but I was not aware of it. It was not crispy, more spongy, an OK flavour, but a different texture … (from what she expected).

I would have thought each piece of Pakora would have represented each item on the list. None came my way.

The Waiter brought Hector’s three Dishes together, the Rice was clearly the largest portion, more than I could eat, the Curry and Aloo Ghobi were small in comparison, Tapas portions.

The Rice was arranged on the plate, Peas, slivers of Courgette, Paneer and Cumin Seeds were mixed through. This proved to be an excellent combination, the Cumin would add that extra something Flavour-wise.

Beef Karahi

The Masala was delightfully Dark with Herbs visible in the blended mass. I counted six pieces of Meat, definitely a small portion, but then so was the price.

Aloo Ghobi

Topped with a few Fresh Coriander Leaves, this looked like any Vegetable Side Portion one might order. The Masala was decidedly Shorva, Marg speculated that it could well have been the the Soup served earlier.

Hector had a plateful, it took the two Dishes to achieve this.

Wow! It happens oh too briefly, but this is why Hector persists in trying Curry in what may be the least likely of loci. The Seasoning and hence the Flavours made a huge impact on the Hector palate, this was a truly Sensational Beef Karahi. The Spice was moderate to start but built as I ate. On Friday night at Eastern Eye (Haddington, Scotland) the taste-buds were not working, my Bangladeshi Curry did little for me. Today Hector had his favoured Punjabi Curry, I could have eaten more and more of this. Should I ever return, a double portion might be a good idea, however, the Rogan Josh and the Fish Curry would then be missed out, one of each then.

I actually forgot I was eating Beef today, not Lamb. The Meat was delightfully Tender, cooked in the manner that only an expert Chef can achieve, close to the edge of becoming too soft. The Seasoning was brave, the Masala was truly Rich in Flavour. Was the Herb actually – Methi?

The Textures of the Potato and Cauliflower were ideal. The Cauliflower retained a hint of firmness, the Potatoes were soft. In terms of Flavour this Dish gave little in comparison to what lay adjacent. The Masala, originally at the base of the plate, had now been absorbed into the Rice. My first mouthful gave a blast of Cumin which I then realised had come from the Rice, this made the Aloo Ghobi.

The combination modelled the Curry-Heute Idyll of Meat and Interesting Vegetables. This was one of those too rare moments of synergy, everything on the plate was in harmony, Hector was eating – the Perfect Curry.

The Bill

€17.50 (£15.08) I never get to see the itemised Bill, however, I was charged the 500ml price for the 250ml can of Fanta, naughty.

The Aftermath

Where to begin? Hector was of course in raptures about the Curry when the Waiter came to clear the table. I mentioned my preference for Punjabi Cuisine, the Waiter told me Chef was from Pakistan. We had to meet. I asked how long Lahore had been in operation, – since February 6 –  this year was the answer.

Chef came from the kitchen, congratulations were given. He was happy to accept the Calling Card. I told him that as my friends in Scotland come to Bratislava and eat at Lahore, he should remember that Hector was first.

I asked about the walls. It was a conscious decision to keep them bare, simple. I hope this works for them, especially when there is nothing inside or out to let the passer by know what wonderful Curry lies within.

The Chef’s assistant was summoned, Marg got in on the act too. This was a day to remember, and if Punjabi Dhaba had been open, it would never have happened. How often has Hector mentioned – Serendipity.

Lahore – Menu

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Haddington – Eastern Eye – Curry on The Tyne

Posted on April 5, 2019 by Hector

Marg and Hector are in Haddington for Barbara and Scott’s wedding being held tomorrow. Others were happy to dine at The Golf Tavern, which reportedly serves fine fayre.  Marg knew: a first visit to Haddington, one Curry House, it was written.

Eastern Eye (6 Hardgate, Haddington EH41 3JW) was a short walk across the old bridge over the River Tyne, no not that one. A surprisingly large venue, around half a dozen tables were occupied when we entered at 19.30, a Friday night. We were greeted by one of the mature waiters who instructed one of the youths to show us through to the rear. With pinewood dominating, Eastern Eye is a very bright Curry House with a contemporary décor, no flock wallpaper here.

The Menu was brought by one of the younger staff, Poppadoms were offered and declined. As is the Curry-Heute way, if they wanted us to have them, bring them. A large bottle of Sparkling Water (£2.95) was ordered and delivered, thereafter, the main chaps would deal with us.

Having studied the Menu in advance, Hector knew what he was having already: Methi Gosht (£9.95) accompanied by a side of Aloo Gobi (£3.95). Marg plumped for Ginger Lamb (£9.95). Unsure as to the viscosity of Masala which may come our way, Marg insisted on Plain Rice (£2.95) to share which complemented Hector’s determination to have a Paratha (£2.95). At an outrageous £1.95 for a Chapatti, consider those who order three or four as standard, and up to £4.50 for Rice with Vegetables, we felt we had chosen wisely. Still, six quid for Bread and Rice, Restaurant prices and an opperchancity to highlight once again that in Bradford, these are inclusive.

Can you make sure that no Green Peppers appear in any part of our Order? – I asked the Waiter.

This was duly noted.

Without Capsicum – announced the same Waiter when he brought the various Dishes.

The Paratha impressed: Layers, Flaky in the extreme, it was crumbling before our eyes, and – The Swirl! This was a Classic Paratha. Having witnessed my own efforts, Marg is now more critical, she too recognised the Quality here. The Rice was covered initially, there was enough to share. Some Rice was left over partly as a result of our efforts to finish the Paratha,  and because of the lid. Hector had forgot about it.

Methi Gosht

This Curry had pedigree, the Masala looked – Superb – a beautifully Thick Masala, exactly how Hector desires it. This was not the mass of Herbs that some venues serve, this was a Masala with Herbs. I counted eight pieces of Meat, all large, they would need to be halved.

The Spice Level was Moderate, actually, Moderate may be too high a rating. Other Dishes were described as being particularly – Spicy – the Methi Gosht was not. The Seasoning was way below what the Hector seeks, as a result, the full blast of Flavour from this Curry was not released. A pity, adding Salt is not an option for Hector, Curry-Heute rules.

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Ginger Lamb

The Masala had even more flecks of Herb than the Methi Gosht. Once more, Marg had managed to order a Curry which had Big Blobs of Onion which she will simply not eat. Marg pulled out a piece of Capsicum and was going to eat it. I persuaded her to stop so that I could get a photo of the – Offending Ballast.

Tangy – was Marg’s immediate reaction to her Ginger Lamb. She ate on with great enthusiasm finding the Meat to be particularly – Tender. Marg insisted I take a piece of her Lamb. I decided to save this until I had finished my Methi Gosht. A second piece of Capsicum emerged, this Vegetable was not mentioned in the description for this Curry. It was there, Chef had not found all of the bits.

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Aloo Gobi

This was very much a Side Portion, two large strips of Cauliflower and about six pieces of Potato shrouded in a suitably Thick Masala. Again, this looked exactly as was hoped for.

On sampling the Cauliflower, virtually no – taste – registered on the palate, same with the Potato. An unfortunate conclusion was reached: the Hector Taste-buds were not working properly, it happens. The Texture of both the Cauliflower and Potato impressed, Diversity had been provided, the pleasure that could have been had unfortunately been denied.

We cleared all three karahi, we appeared to have enjoyed our meal. At least Marg was able to fully describe her positive experience:

I thought it was really good. It was tangy from the ginger, the meat was really tender and was complemented by the Paratha. I enjoyed the Cauliflower, I didn’t mind the surplus Onion.

But she didn’t eat it!

The Bill

£32.75 The extra – Side Dish – may have been a bit of an extravagance, but we were both hungry.

The Aftermath

It was clearly Mein Host who came to take the cash. The Calling Card was given and accepted with interest. Mein Host asked how many people may have seen Curry-Heute. When I replied – over ten million – he was impressed. In an attempt to highlight the breadth of coverage, I told him the story of the chap in Vancouver (Washington, USA) who mentioned a Curry House in Tel Aviv he had worked in – Hector had been, this amused.

Eastern Eye has been in operation for twenty three years.

Both Marg and I commented on the quality of the Masala we had been served. I described our fear of being served – Shorva. I had to mention that I found the Curry to be lacking in Seasoning. I introduced the term – Khara – to the conversation which Mein Host used in his reply. His philosophy, and correct it must be, is that Salt can be added, it cannot be taken out. On a return visit, Hector would certainly ask for more Spice and Seasoning. Green Peppers inevitably had to be brought up, I described their use as – Ballast. Mein Host actually likes them in Curry, we do not. I eventually asked Mein Host from where he originated. Bangladesh – was his not too surprising answer. Bangladeshi Curry Houses prevail in the east of Scotland, Hector does not hide a preference for Punjabi Cuisine. So it goes.

If Eastern Eye was my local, and in the case of Haddington – only – Curry House, then I would, in time, have the Dishes tweaked to my own taste. We saw enough this evening to conclude that Eastern Eye had great potential. Mein Host demonstrated great charm throughout our conversation, a gem, there had to be a photo.

Menu extracts

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Glasgow – Karahi Palace – UFO – Lights Out, Lights Out in Glasgow

Posted on March 31, 2019 by Hector

Last Orders, UFO played in Glasgow this evening, one of their final gigs in the 50th Anniversary Tour. Performances on The Old Grey Whistle Test throughout the 1970s never impressed. I must have been aware of their double live album release in 1979 – Strangers in The Night, I bought it for the first time in Tel Aviv in 1980.

As manager of the Volunteers’ Bar on Kibbutz Ashdot Ya’akov (Me’uchad) for the the first months of 1980 I was made aware of a chap in Tel Aviv who needed to sell his record collection. Helmut from Schweiz drove me on his motorbike from Emek Hayarden (Jordan Valley) to the coast. I was able to cherry pick this poor guy’s collection, Strangers in the Night – was one of a dozen records I relieved him of. Those who knew it congratulated me, it became a firm favourite. Michael Schenker’s guitar work, on side three in particular, was the standout feature to many – Lights Out – & – Rock Bottom. Paul Raymond’s keyboard backing was for me what made this the perfect album. Strangers in The Night – was one of the first albums I purchased on my return to Scotland, along with Peter Gabriel’s – Ein Deutsches Album – which I heard in a Köln record shop on the long trek back across Europe plus Rainbow – Rising. In December 1982, Michael Schenker performed with Paul Raymond in Glasgow as part of – MSG. What a time to be alive.

A Social Medium revealed that Jim and Aileen were also going to see UFO this evening, Jonathan didn’t tell me until we met up this afternoon at the Allison Arms for the Bad Boys’ Club – BBC. There had to be Curry before the gig at the O2 in Eglinton Street, so where better than Karahi Palace (51-53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ)? Jim, Aileen and Jonathan were elsewhere for Karahi Palace Visit #100.

The rendezvous this Sunday evening was at 18.00. Chef Rashid was at his usual cooking spot, Qaiser was again wearing an apron, a new chap was serving, this was his first day. He brought Menus, Jim was impressed, he had never seen a Menu before at Karahi Palace.

Are we having Starters? – asked Jim. It was time to text Marg and inform her we would not be at The Laurieston at 19.00. Seekh Kebab Chicken (£3.00) was the choice of – The Chaps. Aileen chose Mushroom Pakora (£2.50). As always, Jonathan ordered Keema Matar (£6.50), Jim followed Hector’s lead – Karahi Gosht (£7.90) whilst the Aileen opted for the Lady’s Curry – Chicken Tikka Patia (£7.90) which included Rice. Three Chapattis (£0.70) and three cans of Coke (£0.80) would complete the Order.

Karahi Gosht – repeated the Waiter – that sounds good, have you had it before?

I pointed to the certificate on the counter – This is Visit 102!

There are ladies who are oft present at Karahi Palace, I have never really got to grips with their role, it must be more than just clearing up and occasionally bringing Dishes to the table. One brought the Starters.

Seekh Kebab Chicken

This may well be the first time Hector has had Seekh Kebab at Karahi Palace, if having a Starter then usually Lamb Chops prevail. I would have preferred a Lamb Seekh Kebab, but in a Starter, Chicken is acceptable. There was a good – Kick – from the Kebabs, I was not expecting them to be this Spicy. Jim commented on the Salt content, I took this to be a positive, it was for me. The Hot, Red Spicy Sauce enhanced the experience. I should have this again, much lighter than Lamb Chops.

Mushroom Pakora

Nine Mushrooms in a Batter which looked menacing due to the red flecks. This is definitely a first in Curry-Heute.

The batter was spicy, the mushrooms were tender – Aileen assured me.

I doubt that I would ever order this, Mushrooms as part of a Mixed Pakora – OK – but just Mushrooms?

Karahi Gosht

I have reviewed this Curry many, many times. It is difficult to think of anything new to write, however, behold – something different.

Instead of serving us separate karahi, one big karahi contained both Jim and I’s – Karahi Gosht. For a brief moment I wondered if a second would arrive, thankfully not.

Fresh Coriander Leaves and Stems topped the mass of Meat and Masala. Jim picked out a large Green Chilli, that impressed him. Sucky Bones and Lamb Chops were present, the best of Lamb. A considerable Quantity of Oil had already collected at the base of the karahi, we both avoided overdosing. The Tomato-based Masala had the distinctive Karahi Palace Flavours. I would love to know the exact blend of Spice and Herbs which creates this masterpiece. Once again, Chef Rashid had done us proud.

Adequate – was Jim’s first comment, he repeated – Adequate. Aye right, he continued:

A combination of Lamb on-the-bone and off, the Lamb-on was more tender. The flavours were all there, absolutely fantastic, maybe a tad oily.

Indeed, and much better than anything available in his home town of Paisley, though Jim has yet to visit Green Gates (Renfrew) which I must get back to.

Keema Matar

Once again there was copious fresh Coriander. I am intrigued by the two shades of colour for the Peas. Oil was collecting around the edge of the mass of Mince, there was hardly a trace of Masala.

Shall I cut and paste what you said last time? – I suggested to Jonathan. This he considered to be a good move:

Slightly oilier than last time, a good mix of flavours.

Chicken Tikka Patia

I never thought I would see the day when Karahi Palace would serve up a Curry with the horrible – Red Food Dye. The recipe I was given on my Curry Course had this unnecessary ingredient, my posted recipe for Chicken Patia excludes it. I have only cooked Chicken Patia twice in the time of Curry-Heute, Marg and I couldn’t get enough of it once upon a time, until one day – we had.

Aileen’s account:

Tangy, and next time I would order Chicken Breast not Chicken Tikka, it was overpowering.

The Bill

The Waiter asked if we wished one Bill or to pay separately.

What is more difficult for you? – I asked, he had to learn. Separate it was.

Hector – £11.60, Jim – £12.40, Aileen – £11.20, Jonathan – £11.00. Simples, or so I thought. The poor chap was all over the place, he asked Aileen for a hideous amount. She had to point out that the Rice was inclusive. Jim too was overcharged, I asked to see the actual Bill. £4.00 for each for the Seekh Kebabs. I pointed to the Menu where it clearly said £3.00, he pointed to another part where it said £4.00. We had Starters. In the end he let us each pay what we thought we owed. It was his first day.

The Aftermath

Marg, back from a Hen Night in Aberdoom was in the queue for UFO, she was inside the venue by the time we walked along Nelson Street.

Tara Lynch

Tara Lynch, aka Gui-Tara, was an unknown until this evening. Fronting her own Band she kicked off her set with an instrumental, this greatly impressed. Not since seeing Joe Satriani and Yngwie Malmsteen many moons ago had I witnessed such energetic playing. The set alternated with instrumentals and songs. The lyrics for the songs felt unnecessary when Tara’s ability on Guitar was what shone throughout the set.

Marg had managed to find a spot fairly close to the front, so a couple of decent photos were captured. Everyone around us appeared to be enjoying the set, my only issue was with the Bass player. With the many sounds available, why have the Bass tuned to match the thud of the Bass Drum? Surely something more melodic, resonant, would be better? Here is what Lara posted on a social medium about tonight:

GLASGOW!!!!! This was by far one of the highlights of this tour. What a crowd!!! You cheered so loudly upon our entrance to the stage…again after each and every song…and collectively said “Noooooooo” in disappointment when I announced our last song of the night. I will return!!!

UFO

With Michael Schenker long gone and Vinnie Moore encamped on Guitar since 2004, it was a matter of to what extent would he try to replicate the Schenker – Gibson Flying V – Guitar sound? Also, would Phil Mogg, now in his seventies and the only ever-present in the the UFO line-up, still have a voice? How many tracks from – Strangers in The Night – would be performed? With over twenty albums to choose from and forty years since – Strangers in The Night – was released, there would have to be songs which few would know.

A hand bell was rung – Last Orders – to announce the arrival of UFO onstage. The set-list has been the same on each leg of the tour until tonight with Alex Harvey’s – Faith Healer – being used as an intro to Mother Mary (Force It). Well, they were in Glasgow! Four studio albums provided the songs which appeared on – Strangers in the Night. Tonight, in addition to Mother Mary, we were treated to Lights Out, Love to Love and Too Hot to Handle from the  Lights Out album; Mother Mary and Shoot Shoot from Force It; Cherry and Only You Can Rock Me from Obsession; Doctor Doctor and Rock Bottom from Phenomenon. I’m a Loser from No Heavy Petting was the one song missing tonight I would love to have heard.

Andy Parker, from the original line-up, was on Drums and new boy Rob de Luca on Bass. Paul Raymond, back for his fourth stint with UFO was on Rhythm Guitar and Keyboards.

Phil Mogg, wearing a pork pie hat, looked every one of his seventy years. The hat came off eventually to reveal that he is one of – the handsome chaps. The voice was there, tonally at least, though the strength has dissipated. Both Paul and especially Rob backed up Phil on vocals, the latter really blended into the UFO sound of yesteryear.

Vinnie Moore, I knew the name but have none of his records. He had to play the Schenker chord progressions but the solos were his own until he was forced back to the Schenker motifs to conclude each song. Moore’s Guitar sound was markedly different from Schenker’s, a higher pitch, I suppose it had to be.

Before the encores of Doctor Doctor and Shoot Shoot we were treated to a rendition of – I belong to Glasgow – sung a cappella by Phil.

It has taken me nearly forty years to see the man who sang so magnificently on – Strangers in The Night. Tonight was a treat, Hector is getting on too. It’s thirty nine years since Helmut and I sat at a coffee house in Jenin (The West Bank) and chatted with the locals.

Update, Saturday, April 13th, 2019

The UFO gig in Glasgow was Sunday last week, alas, Paul Raymond has joined – The Immortals.  I hope I made it clear in my review above that I regarded him as the anchor for what made the delight that was UFO.

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Clydebank (Parkhall) – Raja’s – Desi Style

Posted on March 29, 2019 by Hector

A Menu drops through the door of Hector’s House periodically then usually goes in the recycling. This time I had a gander, anything new? The recurring problem is that Clydebank Curry tastes pretty much the same and tends towards an excess of Red Food Dye.

Under the banner of – Special Tikka Dishes – lies the subheading of – Hot Dishes – and – Desi Style (£9.00) in Lamb. This is one of a dozen – new – Dishes on Raja’s Menu (144 Duntocher Rd., Parkhall, Clydebank G81 3NQ). Desi Style (off the bone) could be along the lines of what I have been searching for in Clydebank. A couple of years ago I thought I had found it at nearby Little India, alas that went pear shaped when the Lamb on-the-bone was withdrawn, it didn’t sell, I was told.

Menu B is what I chose last time I tried Raja’s. Four years ago this was £8.95, now it is £11.50. To add Rice to the – Desi Style – would take this up to the same price, so one may as well have the Pakora etc. Arriving just before 17.00, Mohammed served me, he confirmed that – Desi Style – could be part of – Menu B. Vegetable Pakora and Rice were confirmed as the options, just in case, I asked for – no Capsicum. It was this dreaded green mush which spoiled Raja’s Karahi last time.

With a bag containing Poppadoms attached to the main bag of goodies, the mass of food was driven home. Unpacked, there was once again way too much for one person to eat at a single sitting. The Vegetable Pakora, Spiced Onions and Poppadoms were set aside. Some hours later, the Poppadoms went in the bin, Hector is bored with UK Poppadoms.

The Rice was decanted, a massive plateful. The Meat and Masala was arranged on top, around twenty pieces of Meat. This serving was enough for two, already I knew that this would be finished at another time.

Lamb Desi Style

Meat and Masala only, not the Hector ideal, at least the Masala had a decent consistency. I have been served – Bhuna – that have had thinner Masala. The Lamb was very well cooked Soft, Tender.

I have bought so few Indian Takeaways in Clydebank over the many years I have been resident. They usually disappoint, I feel I can cook better, but am not inclined to do so – for one. This had a big Spice hit but was woefully lacking in Seasoning. At least it did not have the ubiquitous – Clydebank Curry Taste – but then it didn’t taste of anything distinctive at all. Desi Style – the hopes were raised, the hopes were dashed. This was no more than bog standard Curry.

A couple of hours later I took half of the sixteen pieces of Vegetable Pakora and did the terrible thing by putting them in the microwave. Only by making Pakora freshly in the house is one going to experience the real joy of this snack. In restaurants Pakora is, I fear, always double fried. Microwaving Pakora does the Gram Flour batter no favours, the results were rubbery. The Spiced Onions did impress, Cumin came across, real Flavour at last. But why the artificial – Red?

 A Saturday Update

For lunch, the leftover Pakora. This time the Pakora was reheated in the oven bringing much better results. Heated through properly, and without the feared drying out, this was a much more pleasing eating experience than last night’s. The raw Onion slices that had topped the Pakora had also cooked to the point of sizzling.

For dinner, the leftover Curry. Hector finds Curry with Meat alone to be less desirable than the mix of Meat and Vegetables, here was the opperchancity to rectify the shortcomings of last night’s Desi.

Frozen Peas were defrosted in some hot Vegetable Oil. Then Tomato, Mushrooms, Methi and the leftover Spiced Onions were stir fried. Salt was added as is permitted under Hector’s rules when cooking. The outcome matched what I had in mind at the outset. The Masala in the leftover – Desi Curry – had long soaked into the Rice, in went the lot. The result, a Lamb Biryani!

Here was a sensible Quantity. The Vegetables provided the required Diversity. The Spice and Seasoning were there, but still a fundamental lack of Flavour. More Methi!

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Glasgow – Riverside – Lesoir – Yadgar Kebab House

Posted on March 23, 2019 by Hector

Hector’s second Curry of the week, nothing unusual there, but a second gig and hence write-up, busy times. Tonight it was Riverside (Polska) supported by Lesoir (Nederland). As with The Pineapple Thief reviewed on Thursday, I have been slowly getting into Riverside in the last few years. Lesoir I had never heard of until today. It is good to expand one’s musical diaspora and not just go to see the tried and tested.

Being a Saturday there had to be Curry-Heute, Howard, who would accompany Hector to SWG3 for tonight’s gig, was keen to join me for the entire day. He’ll be thinking we’re friends next.

It has been a while since I enjoyed the delightful pleasure that is Yadgar Kebab House (148 Calder St, Govanhill, Glasgow, G42 7QP). Yadgar was the first venue to reach #100 reviews on Curry-Heute. Having celebrated Visit #100 at Karahi Palace recently, a return to Yadgar was overdue. Even though it is possible that by the end of this year, Karahi Palace will have more visits, Yadgar still set the standard by which all Curry is judged.

Normally Hector advises Shkoor, Mein Host in advance what is desired. Howard agreed that we should simply drop in today at 14.00 and sample the Daily Specials. Arriving a few minutes early I was happy to survey what was on offer and see Lamb with something plus Keema Aloo Mutter. Chicken may well have been present in the alternative Dishes. Shkoor appeared from the dining area, he identified the Lamb Curry as Tinday Gosht.

Kadu is what I know this as – I proferred to Shkoor. He began to explain the difference, but was distracted. Research reveals that Tinda is a Gourd whilst Kadu is a Pumpkin. One can eat both, but musical instruments can be made from Gourd not Pumpkin. Those who found this tome whilst searching for a Riverside review will just have to wait, this is primarily a Curry Blog.

Shkoor also mentioned Aloo Gobi was available and planted the seed for – Paratha. When Howard arrived I invited him to inspect what was on display, he was happy with what had evolved in the previous minutes: two portions of Tinday Gosht, one of Aloo Gosht and two Paratha. The Order was relayed to Shkoor:

Two portions, not two kilos…

Two cans of Mango Rubicon were placed on the table followed moments later by a plate of Spiced Onions, the pile of Poppadoms arrived thereafter. Shkoor asked if we were in a hurry. The gig starts around 18.30, we have a few hours.

I had to confess to Shkoor that Karahi Palace, his major competitor on Curry-Heute, had recently reached Visit #100, he was aware of this. So he does keep tabs.

A new young employee brought a plate of Freshly prepared Fish Pakora. He enquired if we desired any accompaniments. I asked for the Hot (temperature) Chilli Sauce. Such is the Yadgar experience, and why people are always happy to accompany Hector here on his visits, food simply arrives.

Fish Pakora

Six pieces, two were decidedly – Large – no frivolous Garnish, no waste. Taking one of the large pieces I decided not to wait for the Hot Sauce or use a fork, this was so much better. Eating Fish with one’s fingers, it’s a very British thing. The Fish was Scottish Haddock, only our waters produce such chunky, white Fish. This Haddock was seriously Fresh, and Piping Hot, a treat in its own right. The Batter was Spiced, the combination of Heat and Spice was quite superb. Cue the Hot Sauce, even more pleasure.

I turned the plate so that the remaining large piece was nearer Howard, he declined the offer and took the small piece instead, friendship.

We were eating the last morsels when Shkoor asked if we wished the Mains right away. A break was agreed, time to let the Fish digest.

Tinday Gosht

Lamb in a Shorva with slices of a slimy Vegetable. This is not the Curry which Hector typically seeks, however, it was for something different from our usual Karahi variants which brought us here. The Curry was served in a single plate, was this one large portion or two small ones? No more came, we took our share.

Time to address the Paratha: this was from Wholemeal Flour and was Large, Shiny, Layered and Flaky. Only on tearing off the ritual strip did the – Spiral – reveal itself.

The Lamb was on-the-bone, Tender, yet still required a degree of chewing. The Tinda was cut into wedges, very soft and made no obvious impact in terms of Flavour, however, such was the Overall Flavour from the Shorva there may have been a subtle contribution. The Spice and Seasoning were at a decent level, when Shkoor asked for my verdict:

A pleasant change – was the immediate response.

A thought for the future, I wonder how Apple and Tinda would work together in a Masala.

Aloo Gobi

Cauliflower, Potato in a Thick Yadgar Masala topped with Fresh Coriander. Tomato is visible in there too, I wondered if the base Masala was that used in the Magnificent Yadgar Vegetable Curry. The first intake of Aloo Gobi was one of those moments which Hector lives for. I spontaneously remarked to Howard how – Wonderful – this was. I could have sat and eaten this Aloo Gobi for the rest of the day. How Chef Arshad gets so much Flavour into a Vegetable Curry has baffled for years, this was one of his finest creations. Inevitably the Potato and Cauliflower were cooked to perfection, but what makes it an Aloo Gobi is the Masala. Shkoor passed by, I was keen to share the pleasure with Mein Host:

This is out of this World!

This was why we were here, what Yadgar is all about – Flavours in the extreme.

Shkoor asked if we wished more Lamb or more Aloo Gobi, temptation. I had nearly eaten all of what was my share, only a scrap of Paratha was left. I consulted Howard, we were replete. I spoke for us both:

If we stop now, we leave with honour, more would just be greedy.

Is Hector losing it?

Howard too was declaring his pleasure throughout the meal, here are his formal words:

A chance to try something different, Lamb with Tinda in a Shorva for a change. Whatever dish we have, the quality always shines through at Yadgar. The Fish Pakora was probably the best I’ve ever had. The Aloo Gobi was stunning. The Paratha was perfect, and the main dish built spice right to the end. The hospitality was special, so great thanks to Shkoor.

The Bill

£20.00     Definitely – Mate’s Rates.

The Aftermath

Shkoor told us that Naveed, Yadgar’s stalwart employee has been off for a few weeks.

Get well soon, Naveed.

We arrived at SWG3 just after 18.30. Doors opened at 18.00, there was a 22.00 curfew, something to do with a late night disco. As with St. Luke’s on Thursday night, there were signs posted to outline tonight’s programme. Hector’s first time here, Howard assures me SWG3 has expanded, presumably due to a successful business plan. So how big an auditorium do they need for a disco? Actually I don’t care, a concert finishing early means an opperchancity to go for a Bier and discuss the evening rather than rush for last trains.

Lesoir

Lesoir are Dutch, they were already on stage as Howard and Hector entered the hangar-like hall. I knew nothing about Lesoir prior to this evening, (sorry) and accurate information remains difficult to find. Five musicians were present, a lady I take to be Maartje Meessen was just off centre stage standing at a Keyboard and singing, in English, of course. A second lady, Eleen Bartholomeus stood on my extreme left offering percussion and backing vocals. As I took in more so I spotted a second Keyboard, Eleen also offered Rythm Guitar. (I could have these names back to front as Maartje would eventually produce a Flute which is not attributed to either lady in the sources I have found. Close by Eleen stood the Bass player whose name I cannot establish. Ruben Heijnsbroek/Israel, again I am not certain which, was centre stage on Drums. This left Ingo Dassen on Guitar to my right. Lesoir are on tour to promote their album – Latitude – which was co-produced by Bruce Soord (The Pineapple Thief) whom Hector saw and reviewed just two days ago. The World of Progressive Rock has close links.

I watched Lesoir with great interest. The Flute passages added colour, the compositions were all song-form, quite rigid in structure. The Guitarist always had his moment, all the musicians appeared to be playing from the same page – of music.

Alas, I had to question the aim of the compositions. Each piece stopped predictably after the Guitar break, why? I wondered what they were trying to achieve, song-form yes, they were perhaps trying something too clever for Hector. I didn’t get it – I said to Howard at the interval, I found a review of Latitude which pretty much says the same. Aurally what they played was pleasant, however, I didn’t rush to merchandising to purchase the CD.

Riverside

Neil made Hector aware of Riverside in 2009 on the release of Anno Domini High Definition, rather short in today’s terms for a studio album, but with a bonus live DVD. Anno Domini was played, enjoyed, and not much more thought about it until February 19th 2018 in Gdansk. Travelling solo on my way back from a Steven Wilson concert in Poznan I spent much of the evening in Lawendowa 8, which has become established as my favourite Bar over my two Gdansk visits. I sat at the Bar, Mein Host was most engaging. A variety of music was being played: – Riverside? – I enquired. I was told I was close – Lunatic Soul’s – Fractured (2017) – a side project by Mariusz Duda (Riverside). I had probably ordered the album before I got home, and thus my interest in Riverside was rekindled. The then current Riverside album – Love, Fear and the Time Machine (2015) – was purchased soon afterwards. This was the last album to feature Piotr Grudzinski on Guitar, he passed in 2016. Riverside carried on as a studio trio; 2018 saw the release of the album which was being toured this evening – Wasteland. The sourced setlist showed twelve of the sixteen compositions played this evening are on the three Riverside albums in my possession, familiarity was therefore anticipated, how wrong was Hector?

Riverside took to the stage moments after the advertised 20.35. During the changeover I had remarked to Howard – Just how high is that mike set up? Centre stage, this was for Mariusz Duda who as well as playing Bass, is the lead Vocalist. He must be a giant. To test the camera, there was an – Orville – moment when a mascot was placed at the corner of Michal Lapaj’s Keyboard array.

Acid Rain (Wasteland) kicked off the set. Six more songs from Wasteland would feature: Vale of Tears, Lament, Guardian Angel, The Struggle for Survival, with Wasteland concluding the main set, and River Down Below as the final encore. From – Love, Fear and the Time Machine – an instrumental version of – Saturate Me – plus Lost (Why Should I be Frightened By a Hat?). From Anno Domini – Egoist Hedonist and from the DVD – 02 Panic Room – which originally appeared on – Rapid Eye Movement (2007).

Prog Rock with a dose of Heavy Metal may best describe the music of Riverside. From the opening bars of Acid Rain I knew this was going to be a good gig. Maciej Meller, the tour Guitarist who had an uncanny resemblance to Mick Box (Uriah Heep), had one side of the stage to himself.

Maciej Meller was the original Guitarist in Quidam (Polska) who Hector saw perform their eponymous album at the Classic Rock Society (Rotherham) back in 1997. (What ever became of the charming Emila Derkowska?) Prog Rock has many inter-connections.

It was the mellow sounds on the – Lunatic Soul – album which won me over. Many of the Riverside studio tracks feature quiet, mellow passages also. There was nothing – mellow – about the performance tonight. Riverside were kicking ass. By the time they reached the instrumental – Saturate Me – they were truly rocking. Michal Lapaj’s base Keyboard sound was – Organ – which recreated the sounds of the seventies, I feel another Uriah Heep reference coming on, pre-Demons and Wizards. Michal smiled throughout the performance, he genuinely appeared to be enjoying himself.  We did see him play with his Theremin once, oooh.

Mariusz Duda worked the Glasgow crowd, not that we took much motivating. He was determined that people would not stand placidly, staring into space, as is Hector’s wont. He also noted that SWG3 is in Glasgow’s – Riverside. Piotr Kozieradzki on Drums was hidden from Hector throughout much of the set, he appeared to know I was taking his photo.

This was apparently the largest Glasgow audience Riverside have played to, and the largest stage. I was already kicking myself for letting previous tours pass me by. No more, Hector is now truly into Riverside, they can – Play!

For the encore, Mariusz returned to Acoustic Guitar, cue a guest Bass player: now we are five. It was at this point the Band paid homage to the departed Piotr Grudzinski.

I was meant to recognise twelve pieces? Try three. Three songs had Mr. Gone (Weather Report, USA) – wo-wo-wo – type chants which the crowd latched onto. At the end of the gig, Riverside stood applauding us. This was a performance that deserves to be noted for all time – I was there, with Howard.

Under The Fragmented Sky, the sixth album by Lunatic Soul was released in 2018, Hector has more to purchase.  The next challenge is to see Riverside perform in their Homeland.

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Glasgow – Chaakoo Bombay Cafe – The Pineapple Thief – O.R.k. – Bombay Bad Boy

Posted on March 21, 2019 by Hector

What a lot to get through, and it’s the Equinox, Hector thus declares the end of winter. Nigel, landlord of Staggs Bar (Musselburgh) was through in Glasgow to join, Marg, Hector, Howard and Steve at St. Luke’s to see The Pineapple Thief featuring Gavin Harrison (ex Porcupine Tree) supported by O.R.k. featuring Colin Edwin (ex Porcupine Tree). Nigel has twice previously joined – The Company – to see Steven Wilson (ex Porcupine Tree). There’s a pattern there, somewhere, if only I could spot it.

There had to be food afore, Chaakoo Bombay Cafe (79 St Vincent St, Glasgow G2 5TF) was the chosen city centre venue, Mags and Yvonne would complete the foursome for Nigel’s second food intake of the day.

Chaakoo is a Tapas Restaurant, having visited twice previously, the better experience was Visit #1 when the Lunchtime Menu was available (Monday – Friday, 12.00 – 16.00). Thursday afternoon felt like an optimum time to visit. Nigel was sitting at the Bar, an unusual sight, when Hector arrived and declined Bier. Nigel was astonished, but Hector would stick to his principles, Water would accompany Hector’s Curry. When Mags and Yvonne arrived, they had other ideas, a Bottle of Wine (£25.95) to be shared by three, would inflate – The Bill – dramatically. Who orders Wine with Curry?

On Visit #1, Hector took the Grill & Curry (£9.95) option with an extra Dish from the Main Menu, a most satisfying plan. Mags saw sense in this, Yvonne would stick to the Grill & Curry, Nigel, well, he had his own plan.

For Hector: Tandoori Spiced Wings, Rogan Josh, Jeera Rice plus Lamb Saagwalla (£6.95). Yvonne: Tulsi Chicken Tikka, Chicken Madras, Jeera Rice and a Naan (£1.95). Yvonne declared that her Rice would be up for grabs, this was duly noted. Mags: Tandoori Spiced Wings, Garlic Chilli Chicken, Jeera Rice plus Bombay Potatoes (£3.95). Mags have a Curry without Potatoes? No chance. Nigel chose from the Menu: Masahari (£4.95) which is Chicken Pakora for the uninitiated, Garlic Lamb Bhuna (£6.95) plus a Naan. He knew he could go back for more, maybe he already knew something Hector didn’t.

The Waiter took the Order and checked that some of us had been to Chaakoo before. Craig and Yvonne have been twice in recent weeks, it is a venue which serve food to their liking.  However, Yvonne knows that Hector is more discerning and prefers the full on Desi/Apna-style Dishes. The food would all arrive simultaneously, why Chaakoo persist with this remains a mystery, something has to get cold.

The Order arrived faster than I could believe, Yvonne was pleased with this having not been impressed by the very long wait to feed thirteen of us at Karahi Palace – Visit #100 – a couple of weeks ago. One venue has – The Big Curry Pot – the other prepares to order. It’s all a matter of preference.

The plates from which we ate were side-plate sized, eating more than one Tapas at a time was nigh impossible. I decided to abandon the Tandoori Spiced Wings, Chicken I do not mind eating – cold. I decanted my Rice, I could have eked it out for both Curry portions, however, we had a surplus on the table.

Rogan Josh

Six impressively large pieces of Lamb were decanted, I have experienced less in a so-called full sized portion at too many a venue. The Masala was Blended, Abundant. The Menu description mentions – Peppers – but experience has taught Hector that at Chaakoo, these are well cooked in, invisible, therefore acceptable. This was classic Mainstream Curry.

The Kick hit the back of the throat immediately, this Curry was far from Bland. The Seasoning was well below what I hoped for. On Visit #1 to Chaakoo, I congratulated Chef Manou on his bravery, the Curry that day was so well Seasoned. The Meat was decidedly – Soft, I am always impressed when Chefs are able to get their Lamb towards the edge of turning to pulp as sadly was the Beef Stew I presented to Marg on Sunday. This Rogan Josh was pleasant, enjoyable.

Lamb Saagwalla

Dr. Stan had this on Visit #1 and was impressed. I was taken by the hint of Spinach rather than the – total Herb, where’s the Masala? – which has featured in recent weeks on Curry-Heute as served at Karahi Palace.

Yvonne’s Rice was put to good use here. It was difficult to tell if the encountered Cloves and Cardamom had come from the Rice or the Curry, whichever, the Cumin Seeds also added to the overall experience. Again, there were six large pieces of Lamb. As seen previously, the Masala was invitingly Dark and Rich in appearance. The Meat in the Saagwalla was even softer than the Rogan Josh, remarkable. The oft feared – Bitterness – was not present, however, this was only a little more than Competent Curry. Karahi Palace and Yadgar are quite simply in another league.

Tandoori Spiced Wings

Four Wings covered in a Chilli Sauce. Yes, they were pretty much – cold – by the time I reached for them. I had already heard from across the table that they were indeed – Spicy. Mags was happy to share her portion with Nigel who was keen to hoover up anything approaching – left over. Nigel kept eyeing my Wings, no chance, Hector share? Aye right. Had I eaten these first, the impact would have more favourable, but who wants to eat cold Curry and Rice? Why serve everything simultaneously?

Tulsi Chicken Tikka

Yvonne received two pieces of Chicken, on Visit #1, Hector received three.

Chicken Madras

I was worried that I may get all of the different Curry Dishes mixed up given the similarity of the Masala. Those who like Chicken Curry enjoy Chicken Curry.

Yvonne: Delicious and very good service.

I failed to take a photo of the Naan, so the Reader can take my word that it was Peely Wally and Thin.

Garlic Chilli Chicken

I could see very little difference between this and the Chicken Madras.

Bombay Potato

Now we’re talking. The Potatoes were shrouded in a decent looking Thick Masala with Mustard/Onions Seeds visible. Mags had chosen well, a Vegetable Dish and a Meat Dish as Hector had done on Visit #1. This was a better choice than Hector’s Daal Makhani on that day.

This was Mags’ first visit to Chaakoo: Lots better than I was expecting. Spicy Chicken Wings, and as for the Potatoes, bloody marvellous.

Masahari

Crispy fried Chicken Pakora – says the Menu. This looked like a very decent portion for the money charged. Again, I have witnessed measly portions for more.

Garlic Lamb Bhuna

Topped with Caramelised Onions, in a Dark Masala, this could well have been the best Curry choice of the day. The Masala here was significantly different than three of the four Dishes above. I could see myself back here soon to try this Curry with the Bombay Potatoes as backup.

Nigel used the Masala as a Dip for his Pakora. He was in raptures from the start and was finished long before anyone else. He should have ordered more, but I didn’t know Nigel would require – Dinner at 19.00 – as is his daily ritual.

Nigel: That was brilliant, outstanding.

This he repeated quite a few times whilst still at Chaakoo and many more times as the day progressed. He will be coming back here on his next visit to Glasgow. I bet he adopts the Hector Model for ordering that day.

The Bill

£82.50   For lunch? Scandalous! As is written above, Hector stuck to the Water.

The Aftermath

And so we departed to rendezvous with some more of – The Company – at the State Bar and watch Scotland v Kazakhstan. Ffs!

Marg phoned just before 19.00, she was already at St. Luke’s. Nigel was hungry.

St. Luke’s & The Winged Ox – to give the venue its full title. Many chose to wait outside until the doors opened to the main room just after the official 19.00. Nigel asked about food. Apparently it had to be pre-ordered. Whilst the rest of us had Music in mind, Nigel managed to arrange a Pizza to be served during the support band. I like St. Luke’s, so much better than the BAad venue across the way. Information was clear, when the support act would perform, who they were, and when the main act would take to the stage. All was well until @1920 when the thud of Colin Edwin’s Bass caused the connecting door to vibrate. O.R.k. were onstage, early.

O.R.k.

I have seen Colin Edwin many times with Porcupine Tree, a tidy Bass player, never flamboyant, perhaps that’s why Steven Wilson dropped him when he went solo? The Drums were set up stage left which is where Marg and Hector found themselves, three rows of heads in front of us. On the far side of the stage, the youngest member, and one of the two Italians onstage: Lorenzo Esposito Fornasari – LEF – for convenience, was playing a keyboard and singing. I could barely make out a word, not that this bothers me, lyrics to me are fillers between the instrumental breaks. There are vocalists one immediately take to, Paul Manzi (Arena, Cats in Space) sets the standard presently. LEF simply did not have it.

The Drummer spoke, after the silence from stage last week at Tangerine Dream, and I still don’t know who supported, this was almost a treat. The accent gave it away, Pat Mastelotto is from Texas. The Band’s website says he is the Drummer in King Crimson, what happened to Bill Bruford? On Guitar and occasional almost grunge-like vocals was Marta Sui Tubi‘s Carmelo Pipitone. I have many a CD by Italian Prog Bands, Marta Sui Tubi is a new act to me.

O.R.k. Played well, LEF’s vocals were clearer when he took centre stage and abandoned the keyboard. The first pieces played were from older albums, the quality of music appeared to improve as the set progressed. Much of what we were then listening to was from the latest album – Ramagehead. This may be worthy of further investigation.

The photos are poor, the lighting was either too red or too blue to capture anything decent. It was good to hear Colin Edwin finally speak onstage, his expected Australian accent may have been tempered by living/working in the UK for so long. It was also good to hear the response from the audience when he did address us. It’s a Porcupine Tree thing.

The Pineapple Thief

My first encounter with Adrian – Bruce – Soord was back in 1995. In the dark ages before t’Internet, Malcolm Parker’s mail order company and his own Cyclops record label was – the – reliable source for Progressive Rock. Vulgar Unicorn featured the artist who would go on to found The Pineapple Thief, I must give their – Under the Umbrella –  another play. The first The Pineapple Thief album in 1999 was called Abducting the Unicorn. A couple of years ago, Nigel started to rave about The Pineapple Thief, their third album Variations on a Dream (2002) he still holds in the highest regard. Try getting a hold of that album at a sensible price. Hector joined the party once more by purchasing the 2012 release – all the wars – which remained largely unplayed. Last year’s release – Dissolution – featured Gavin Harrison who indirectly replaced his namesake – Keith. Interest was restored, Nigel was up for it, tickets were purchased, and it was not a Steven Wilson gig.

Barclay James Harvest were self deprecating enough to record the track – Poor Man’s Moody Blues. Listening to The Pineapple Thief, I wonder how many agree that Bruce Soord has been living in the shadow of Steven Wilson? Porcupine Tree, Pineapple Thief, the songs often have the same level of emotion, SW does compose more complex arrangements. Steve Kitch (Keyboards) has been aboard for over a decade, after tonight’s gig I was left feeling that he hadn’t done enough. I wonder what would happen if Richard Barbieri (ex Porcupine Tree) joined The Pineapple Thief?

The band took to the stage exactly at the advertised time – 20.40, the curfew was at 22.20. Thirteen songs were performed up to 22.00, the encore featured three more. A Roadie was pointing to his watch as the final song commenced, but, hey, this is Glasgow. When we like a Band, we let them know it, they respond.

As expected, the latest album – Dissolution – featured prominently: Far Below, Not Naming any Names, Shed a Light, Threatening War, Try as I Might, Uncovering Your Tracks and White Mist. I should have purchased the previous 2016 album – Your Wilderness – from which In Exile, No Man’s Land, That Shore and The Final Thing on My Mind were performed. With nothing from – all the wars – it was very much a case of take on board the unfamiliar and wish I had more thoroughly learned all of Dissolution.

The lack of strong themes, if there is weakness to TPT’s music it is that the well crafted songs tend towards a Guitar climax. Bruce Soord is a more than able guitarist, though George Marios, a hired hand?, was often given the opperchancity to shine. Marios’ solos on Fender-style guitars were too clean. When he played other machines the sound was much more – distorted, way better. Marg was hearing and seeing The Pineapple Thief for the first time today. She shared my observation that John Sykes on Bass was truly remarkable on vocals. What LEF lacked, he had in abundance. This meant that Bruce Soord on Lead Vocals, his compositions, was more than ably supported. The weakness was the Keyboards, too little, not until the encore did Steve Kitch get a chance to shine. Hector likes swathing keyboards, grand orchestral sounds a la Anathema, Pallas, Moria Falls…there’s a blast from the past.

Of the songs unheard by Hector until this evening, the show stopper was Nothing at Best from Someone Here is Missing (2010), plus the one track from Magnolia (2014) – Alone at Sea. For Nigel, there was one track played from Variations on a Dream – Part Zero.

They just got on with it – remarked Marg on the drive home.

Nay banter. Some bands do, some don’t, but those who do not even introduce themselves… I will have to purchase more albums by The Pineapple Thief.

Steve, yes he was here too, left early for his train. Nigel and Howard loved the gig.

There’s more!

Last week after Tangerine Dream I spotted what I took to be a Kebap Shop on Gallowgate. The signage rotated, tonight I saw the words – Bombay Bad Boy (279 Gallowgate, Glasgow G4 0RU), this could only mean Curry. Nigel was hungry, again. In we went, Nigel for a Kebap, Hector to investigate. There is a shelf to sit at whilst eating one’s Curry in what is clearly a Takeaway. Open at 15.30, and yes I can eat in, this was enough to entice me back. Staff Curry Section – Lamb Curry on-the-bone (£7.95) was not actually available tonight. I shall phone them next week.

Nigel: This will probably be my best Thursday of the year.

Hector: Pity it’s not a Tuesday.

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Glasgow – Tangerine Dream @BAad – Karahi Palace #101

Posted on March 16, 2019 by Hector

Tangerine Dream are touring again in 2019 and the only UK venues appear to have been the Barbican (London) and BAad (Glasgow) where they performed last night. Hector and Marg were there. Hector first saw Tangerine Dream at the Kelvin Hall (Glasgow) back in 1974,

one month after seeing CAN at Glasgow’s City Hall where TD also performed the following year. This Glasgow venue was a new one for Hector, online photos showed a hangar like auditorium sometimes with occasional chairs in situ. The venue was contacted, surely no one expects an audience, particularly of a certain age as Tangerine Dream fans must all be by now, to stand? Standing was confirmed though the suggestion of – a few chairs – and – come early – was mooted.

Marg and Hector arrived at 18.30 to find a crowd of weans queued around the adjacent block housing Barrowlands, not our queue obviously. People were inside BAad already, a restaurant in full swing. We were let in from the cold at the promised 19.00 and managed to find one space on a pew of four. A chap was on stage adjusting wiring at a table centre stage. A young lady stood beside him, a screen showed kaleidoscopic projections, sounds were accompanying.

Doris (?) stood for the next seventy five minutes occasionally addressing a switch or two, watching the projections, smiling occasionally, looking pleased with herself. Who was this? Were we to assume these were her compositions? As the set progressed so the sounds became more Tangerine Dream-like, the sounds of TD in the 1980s, crazy.

In the interval there was quite a bit of chatter with my neighbours. Hector was wearing a Klaus Schulze t-shirt, which surrounding stalwarts recognised the significance of. Edgar Froese, co-founder of Tangerine Dream with Klaus Schulze in 1967, was ever-present until his passing in 2015, Jerome Froese, Edgar’s son, joined in 1990. I must have seen Tangerine Dream in that era. Jerome Froese left in 2006. I was informed that Jerome Froese subsequently joined up with Johannes Schmoelling of the 1980s TD line up, and they have released material as – Loom. The current line-up for Tangerine Dream therefore has no original members, the words – Tribute Act – came to mind. Thorsten Quaeschning joined Tangerine Dream in 2005, Edgar Froese essentially bequeathed him the band. Violinist, Hoshiko Yamane, joined in 2011 with Ulrich Schnauss becoming part of the 2015 release Quantum Key / Quantum Gate.

At 20.30 last night, what is now Tangerine Dream, took to the stage. The familiar Betrayal (Sorcerer, 1997) kicked things off. Love on a Real Train (Dream Sequence, 1985) and Horizon Parts 1 and 2 (Horizon, 2014) followed on. Some of the lead Violin work was moving to say the least, the Sequencers hit Bass notes that no stringed instrument could ever create. The – TD Sound – was there, loud at times, quiet at others. Why was the chatter of surrounding chaps drowning out the music? How much Bier do people have to drink during a concert? Had we all been seated then due reverence would have been paid.

Marg and Hector were perched on a shelf at the top of the pew which was thankfully well supported by a pillar. People chose to stand behind us at the Bar rather than try to get in to the very full standing area. The Restaurant was still knocking out meals, the aroma of garlic alternated with what smelled like burnt toast. There was a mezzanine above us, I had asked if there were chairs up there. A chap at the foot of the stairs said he was only to let people upstairs who had a wristband.

How do I get a wristband?   –    I don’t know.

Were people actually having dinner throughout this show? We were happy to have our perch, though bums were becoming uncomfortably numb. I do not get – BAad.

Thorsten Quaeschning looked quite pleased with himself throughout the gig and gave regular smiles to those directly in front of him. His head would gently rock from side to side in an approving manner, he looked happy to see the turnout in Glasgow. Ulrich Schnauss had his back to the audience for most of the show. His table had an array of electronics with one keyboard which permitted a side on view from the audience. For me, the best moments were when Hoshiko Yamane was in full flow. Her lead lines matched the sounds of Tangerine Dream tracks and were reminiscent of Bernard Xolotl’s – Procession – album and the work of Anna Phoebe of AVA who supported Anathema in Glasgow last year.

At 21.20 Paul Frick of – Brandt Brauer Frick – joined the band onstage. He played the lead piano part on Ricochet Part 2 (Ricochet, 1975), at last something I recognised. Stratosfear (Stratosfear, 1975) followed on, again from my era. The rest of the set featured extended version of tracks from Quantum Gate / Quantum Key: It Is Time to Leave When Everyone Is Dancing – may hold a special irony. Tangerine Dream were the pioneers in Electronica, not Dance Music which IMHO destroyed the genre.

At 22.30 the final piece began – Identity Proven Matrix. Marg was firmly sat on the seat of the pew, knackered. By 23.00 Hector was desperate to depart, it was 23.15 when Tangerine Dream called it a night. Self indulgence – would have been an understatement for the last hour. Some of the latter music did have its moments, especially when the Violin featured.

With UFO and Hawkwind both doing fifty year anniversary gigs in Glasgow this year, there is a feeling that this may well be the last time to see such acts. Hector has tickets for quite a few bands in the coming weeks. As usual, Curry should be part of the night out unless someone thinks they have a veto. Who would dare?

Curry-Heute

A Saturday afternoon in Glasgow, Das Ritual Curry-Heute. John, who missed last Saturday’s extravaganza, contacted me en route to Karahi Palace (51 – 53 Nelson Street, Tradeston, Glasgow, G5 8DZ) saying that he wished he knew I was going. If Hector is in Glasgow on a Saturday there shall be Curry @15.00, whoever wishes to join me is welcome to do so, just ask.

Last Saturday, Karahi Palace excelled themselves which was fitting for Visit #100. Archie had his favoured Palak Gosht which I couldn’t wait to sample in full, therefore today’s venue and choice of Curry was a no-brainer.

Arriving at 15.00, Qaiser was there to greet, I was able to take one of the two optimum tables on the ground floor seating area.

Is Palak Gosht (£6.50) available? – Qaiser confirmed this was possible. A Paratha (£1.80) would complete the Order. A Paratha for a change.

Chef Rashid and Chef #3 were on duty, I assume it was Rashid who did the honours. Meanwhile, Catch Phrase was on TV, how the graphics have improved since the early days, though participation was limited due to the widescreen TV not being set up correctly. A young boy brought an initially appreciated Jug of Tap Water. Why could I taste – Bleach – in the Water?

Qaiser brought the Curry and Bread, as always at Karahi Palace, a Feast fit for a Hector.

Palak Gosht

No Ginger Strips today, simply an abundance of Fresh Coriander and slices of large Green Chillies. The Masala was pretty much non-existent, just a coating of Herbs on the Meat. The Oil had already collected at the base of the bowl. Hector was eating his Curry from a bowl once more.

The first intake of Meat with Chillies instigated a – Wow! This was another Magnificent creation. Archie had let us have a Soupçon last Saturday, the Bitterness which tends to put me off this Dish was simply missing. This was a very Smooth, Herb-rich Curry. The Meat, the largest pieces I have seen this week, was of the highest Quality, so Soft, Tender. Brilliant, and I have eaten Quality Lamb this week in both Manchester (Kabana) and Bradford (Sarina’s).

The Paratha had all the classic signs of authenticity: Layering, Flakiness and the Swirl. I would manage all but a tenth, I must have been hungry.

The Spice Level in the Palak Gosht was manageable, especially after the self-inflicted woes at Kabana on Thursday. The Seasoning was exactly as Hector seeks, near the top end of the scale. Archie said last week that this was the best Palak Gosht he had ever experienced, I have to agree. However, I did find it heavy going towards the bottom of the bowl. I still miss the Kofta Palak as served once upon a time at Cafe Salma. Karahi Palace have Kofta Saag (£6.50) on the Menu, I must ask for this, but not next visit, then it will be back to – The Usual.

The Bill

£8.70 Much more amenable without the indulgence of Lamb Chops.

The Aftermath

I thanked both Qaiser and Chef Rashid for their outstanding Fayre for Karahi Palace #100 last Saturday. Qaiser was amused that they did not have enough karahi for our individual orders. As he said, normally people in a group would order by the Kilo, and so they would use their large karahi. Hector had other ideas.

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Manchester – Kabana – I Think I Overdid The Chillies

Posted on March 14, 2019 by Hector

At the end of January, Hector managed to forgo Curry at Kabana (22 Back Turner St., Northern Quarter, Manchester M4 1LQ England), order was restored today. There was an 11.30 rendezvous for those who were interested. Mags appeared at Hector’s back, Dr. Stan was a few minutes later. The plan was to eat early and avoid the lunchtime rush.

For once, Rizwan was not behind the counter, two of his colleagues acknowledged me as I took my place in the queue. A customer who had just been served also said hello, he was there on my last visit. The Rice kettle was topped up with Rice reheated in the microwave as I reached the front of the queue. I asked for my favoured Karahi Lamb on-the-bone with Rice. The Chap serving took a bowl and filled it up, carefully selecting pieces of Meat both Boneless and on-the-bone. In a departure from the norm, I decided to cover the hefty plate of Rice with the foliage. Help yourself, I love this.  A Naan was placed on the counter.  Was this for me?  I had to decline, Rice or Bread.

Karahi Lamb

Mags was behind me and ordered the same. Dr. Stan squeezed himself into the restricted space that is the tables at Kabana, he had Rice and Three.

Rice and Three: Karahi Lamb, Keema Peas and Potato, Channa

In recent visits to Kabana I have congratulated Rizwan on the Quality of his Lamb, today’s continued this purple patch. There was a lot of Meat here, no skimping on the portions. The Oily Masala looked so – Rich – usually I don’t get to see this so clearly as Rizwan serves the Karahi on top of the Rice and so the Masala is absorbed in an instant.

The Rice was Hot, the Curry could have been hotter. Rizwan usually gives the Karahi a quick blast then brings it over. Given my slower pace of eating, the end would be cooler than I prefer. The Ginger added crunch, the Coriander more Flavour, and the Chillies, how many Chillies? I think I overdid the Chillies. I was showing myself no mercy, I took them, I ate them. As a result I lost the pleasure of the Flavours from the Masala, I was left with a Big Spice Hit. What a silly old Hector.

Whilst we ate, the customer referred to earlier came over to chat. He told me that as well as him reading Curry-Heute, Yadgar Cafe across the way has improved markedly in recent times. It is three years since Hector tried the Rice and Three over there. Apparently their Fish Curry is so popular it sells out within the first half hour of business. At least I now know they open at noon.

The Bill

£6.50 Mags had left before me, this is what she paid.

The Aftermath

Rizwan appeared as I made my way to the exit. I handed him the payment. Pleasantries were exchanged, until next time.

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