Oh man, just got back from dinner with Tori and boy am I stuffffffed.
We went to a place called Mother India located about 10 minutes walking
distance from our flat. It's across the street from the Kelvingrove
Museum, which I'm thinking we'll be visiting sometime this week so I'll
have pictures up of that place soon.
Anyway...
First
let me begin by saying this was a quaint little place, probably seating
no more than 40 people (and that's really packing 'em in), that made
one feel like they were in a friend's kitchen. The staff were very
pleasant and very helpful in letting us know what items on the menu
were. The owner of the cafe wandered around the tables checking in with
everyone, making sure peoples time there was spent in enjoyment.
Tori
and I each ordered two dishes and sides of spicy rice and garlic pitta
bread. I picked out a chili garlic chicken curry and spicy potato
fritters, while Tori had chicken tikka and some spinach and potato
burrito. While my spicy potato fritters and Tori's spinach and potato
burrito lacked a strong flavor, we still consumed most of them. The
chicken dishes, on the other hand...forget about it. They were great!
Tori's better than mine, but I gobbled mine up faster than I usually
tend to eat. We each cleaned our plates and sat back in delight as we
knew digestion would soon be taking place.
I must say
that I'd never had curry before this evening but if we can continue to
go to places like Mother India's my days as a picky eater could soon be a
thing of the past. Cheers!
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