It had gorgeous, high ceilings.
Followed by lovely paintings on the walls.
And a good catch up. I was excited to see this face.
The menu was big. I already had absolutely no idea what to order, and the countless options didn’t really help me out. I’ll happily admit that I’m no Indian food restaurant. Point me the direction of dim sum and I’ll sort you out, but as much as I love Indian, this wasn’t my thing.
At least one thing was for sure – we were getting papadums.
I always have so much fun with the accompaniments. I try them all, mix them all together and then settle on my favourite combination.
For my main, I decided to stick to what I do best and asked the waiter what he recommended. I said I was in the mood for prawns and chicken. He suggested the King Prawn Jhol, which worried me a little since it had the symbol of two chillies beside it (meaning it was super spicy). He said it really wasn’t, but he’d get the chef to put a little less spice in it just in case. Phew.
Soon, our little trolley of goodies arrived.
A couple of our dishes were placed on a little heater, which was cute.
In all its glory.
Lydia stuck with the classic Tandoori Chicken.
She got a side of Bhegun Bhaji (aubergines cooked soft with spices), which she insisted I have a taste of. It was so good!
My King Prawn Jhol arrived. It’s a Bangladeshi favourite – who was I to argue with that? It was amazing. Not spicy at all, which made me think I shouldn’t have said anything about the spice so it would have that little kick to it. Always trust the waiter.
He recommended that Saag Bhaji (chopped spinach lightly cooked and spiced) would go well with it. I was really happy he said that because I would have picked the spinach anyway. This was OUTSTANDING. Must must must order.
I also ordered some pilau rice to smother my curry and spinach with. Such a good meal.
After we’d finished, the waiter brought out two weird looking things on a tray. I’m gutted I didn’t lunge for my camera fast enough, because next thing I knew, he’d poured water on them and they’d grown 5x the size into wet paper towels.
This blew my mind. I think I’ve seen a place do this before, but I really just wasn’t expecting it. I think the waiter found it funny how excited/impressed I was. So easily pleased.
After nearly 4 hours of solid chatting from the time we met up until the time we left, we got the bill and were waved farewell by Eastern Eye with some chocolates.
Ah, post-dinner chocolate. The best kind of goodbye.