I came here for an emergency solo Sunday lunchtime curry about six weeks ago. After a bit of negotiation ("Really I don't want takeaway. Yes, I will be able to eat two courses before you close in an hour and a half") I am allowed to sit down and presented with a menu.
Starters look OK and reasonably priced at 1.95-4.95 GBP (the last for a king prawn puri). Unusual things — "bienets de aubergine indienne" (aubergines stuffed with roasted peanuts and herbs) and "hazarvi kebab" (breast pieces of chicken, marinated with home made cheese and spices, skewered and char-grilled). I have the hazarvi thing.
Main courses are more expensive at 6-9 GBP. I have lamb hindustani (lamb with spices and roasted almonds), pilau rice and tarka dall.
Looking around while I wait for my grub, I see that the interior is a bit pink and peach for my taste, with the walls supporting an impressively wide variety of nasty paintings, prints and drawings, but with a beautiful old wooden bar by the door.
My starter arrives as four bit bits of tender chicken breast. It is OK — very slightly cheesy but not really tasting of anything other than roast chicken.
The lamb hindustani consists of lean, gristle-free meat (it's a shame we must be grateful for this) in a fairly bland sauce made gritty with ground almonds. The dall is thick and buttery but plenty chilli, but not really garlicky. Rice is slightly watery.
The portions are OK, but not generous. Total bill comes to 23.50 GBP for the above plus a big bottle of sparkling water. 6/10.
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