I am just back from
Mother India in Glasgow. What a curry! It was amazing!
We had smoked aubergine and potato samosas, and vegetable pakora, for starters. The pakora was once-fried: usually pakora is pre-fried and then heated up by being fried again. Not so this stuff, it was fresh and fried once. I make my own, I know the difference.
The aubergine in the samosa was very lightly smoked, just enough to add a subtle overtone to the whole thing. They were served garnished with lemon wedges, spinach leaves and rhubarb, which sounds stupid but tasted and looked gorgeous.
I had Dheli-style lamb, which is very slow cooked lamb with roasted peppers, onions and tomatoes. Very rich, but with surprisingly subtle flavours in the meat, and the occasional taste bomb of garlic, chilli or tamarind.
Mrs. H. had chilli garlic chicken, which had a pleasant chilli kick to it that you don't often find in restaurant food: it's either bland and safe; or homicidally hot. This was just about perfect, with heat that did not overpower the other flavours.
The boy had chicken tikka chasni, barbequeued chicken with a sweet sauce. It was sweetened with coconut and limes as far as we can make out: they refused to elaborate on the recipe. The boy a bit of a wuss about curry, but he was happy with that.
We took our own wine, a
Doctor L. Riesling from the Mosel Valley, which complemented the food perfectly. They charge less than £2 for corkage, and they take an interest in what wines people bring so that they can update their own wine list.
Mothe India rocks. Thank you for reading. That is all.