Nürnberg on Trial

Craig wiped Yvonne's dish: 'The day I ate a Vindaloo.'

Finding a Curry-Heute should not be difficult, in Nürnberg this apparently not so. The chaps walked in the pouring rain to the much hyped Indian Corner to find it closed...for six weeks.
We reassembled at Andechs and Hector proved he was not to be beaten. Mr Google gave the telephone number for the Ghandi, at least they answered. Craig was in the floor as I tackled the mission in a mixture of Deutsch and English: 'You are closed for two months...Also..'

The Tadsch Mahal. (Johannis Str 10) may well have been the source of Google's previous phantom pursuit. They are open! This is Nürnberg's oldest Curry House. The layout is superb with tables on their individual dais. Craig, Yvonne, Robin and Hector were ushered up a spiral stair to the mezzanine.


Lamb Michiwali, or Vindaloo was the choice for Hector and Yvonne. I assured her that no German Vindaloo would ever be too hot.

The Goan Fish, a Tandoori dish, tempted Robin. He described it as excellent but mild.
To overcome his fear of Spice, Craig had the Chicken Tandoori. This was despatched and Craig was then mopping up Yvonne's sauce.

"I'm more of a Vindaloo man myself", declared Craig.




As Glasgow is the given place of origin of the Chicken Tikka Masala, it is strange to see both of the Tandoori dishes served without sauce.

And so to the main event.


Yvonne declared the 'Vindaloo' to be 'Madras' hot: there was a kick.
Hector reports the sauce to be genuine, the Lamb variable from tough to excellent; however, the portion was decidedly small. I was happy to help Yvonne finish herd. The heat was from the added Chillies rather than the Masala itself.
There was a lot of rice.



The meal was good, but the long wait could have been broken with some Popadoms etc. These were not even in the menu to order. Yvonne was not impressed. The Tadsch. Mahal is a popular place, but where is the competition?

A day trip to München (Munich) : Indian Mango

No Stone Left Unturned

Neil and Marg fly home today...so Jonathan and I came down to see them off.....em...have a Mango Curry-Heute...maybe visit the Augustiner Tap? Text Howard from Andechs am Dom? St Jacobus is out of the question. For a nice day out in München!
In the end, Jonathan had to return towards Hilpoltstein to rescue a 30l Faß of Pyraser Landbier, any excuse. So no Curry-Heute for him, only Bier today.

The luggage was checked, Hector, Marg and Neil took the S-Bahn to Isartor...and minutes later were at Indian Mango (Zweibruckenstraße 15).
Mein Host, Herr Jolly Kunjappu, was there to greet and advise.
There was no Spezial Board...just ask was the remedy. The Fish Chettinad: 'My Mother's Recipe' was the objective of the day. Marg, her ever ecumenical self, ordered the Lamb variant. They come with Reis, a Nan was suggested: there was compliance.

This is just what the 'Curry-Heute Hector in the sky' ordered: no sauce to speak of, crunchy - minuscule chopped onion and tomato added just before serving, curry leaves, maybe finely chopped Coriander stalks..., the Fish served in flakes: well this was how Neil and I re composed the meal on the walk back to the Viktualienmarkt.
Marg's Lamb Chettinad was similar, of course the Lamb came from The Pot and had a bit more Masala.

A Raita appeared magically, just in case Marg was finding the Curry-Heute to be 'hot'.
Including one Mango Lassi and two waters...
€15 each. This was probably the best service ever had in a restaurant! Of course Hector had his photo taken with Jolly.

Neil and Marg were waved off and boarded the easyJet flight to Edinburgh only one hour late. Well, our previous two bookings on this route were cancelled, one volcano, one flurry of snow.


Not many people know this, but Jolly is a Percussionist.

In 1974 he played with the Rolling Stones.
In 1976, Neil did not go to Hampden Park to see FC Bayern v St Étienne in the European Cup Final, he went to Glasgow's Green's Playhouse to see The Rolling Stones. Neil will bring corroboration to all this soonest.



This is the BBC
Now for some messages to our friends:
Der Hahnschen ist Tot...Wir sint and der Zone..
The Fish Chettinad is eaten. We are in the zone...
Chicken 1 is just leaving Ingolstadt - not in the zone yet! Where do we meet?
The Hen has left The City, The Cock shall approach a new Zone.
The Ducks have resurfaced all is Spezial.
Susy retires, the quest slows to be reawakened.
The men from Delmonte will come...

And so to Andechs am Dom, the Hofbräuhaus, and of course: The Augustiner Tap.


Food for the train
A quick visit to The Indien Express (Schiller Str) proved to be disappointing - closed. A Ruhetag hopefully.
There were three Hauptbahnhof served Asian Imbiss meals consumed on the 2108 Zug nach Nürnburg. Well he told me he was not hungry.

Sangam, Nürnberg - The First Happenstance Curry

The Sangam (Königstraße 87) was the first Curry House discovered Heute in Nürnberg. One could hardly miss it, it is on the way to The Andechs House.
After a day out in the city, Hector knew that the first opportunity for a Curry had to taken.
Hector and Marg, who had already eaten, left the group and headed first for another phantom Google Map location near our Hotel (Astoria). And so The Sangam it was.
Bhunna Gosht with Reis for €10 is good value.
Pork and Duck were also available
The Curry was red and the sauce quite creamy. For a Bhuna far too much sauce. The Lamb was on the tough side, a reasonable taste but not outstanding. There were the occasional blasts of Coriander, and a hint of Coconut. There was a level of satisfaction, but not sufficient to add this to the Recommendation List.

Hector's Horrible Holidays
Marg had peely wally tea..it was meant to be a Special Earl Grey.

Hector is in Bayern, he knows where es gibt ein zehr schön Curry-Haus...
Hector's Horrible Holidays

Memmingen ist geschlossen!

We arrived, courtesy of Mr O'Leary, early enough for at least a Carry Out Curry-Heute from The Tandoori before the first of five trains to Hilpoltstein.

Sadly, this excellent restaurant is no more.



Stadtinformation Memmingen [info@memmingen.de]

sorry it took a while to find out what happened with the Tandoori Restaurant. I made some phone calls and got the information that it closed. I'm very sorry but we cannot offer you other restaurants with Indian cookery. Hope you will have a great time in Memmingen, although.

Garden Party held today: Chicken Patia

There was the bacon roll (of the singular variety : then there was the Curry-Heute!

Chicken Patia is usually described in restaurant menus as 'sweet and sour'.



It is some time since Hector cooked this dish. Perhaps once it is discovered there is the temptation to repeat the pleasure - too often.

Craig admits to not liking his Curry to be hot and so in today's version the 4 green chillies were omitted.

The audience were appreciative : the food was eaten : the recipe lies in the adjacent column.

If it's Tuesday...

A solo visit to The Village (129 Nelson St, Glasgow)

Hector looked at The Board: Aloo Gosht, that had to be the dish for today.

This was truly one of the most sublime Curries Hector has ever eaten. Sheer perfection!

The Lamb on the bone was in the exact quantity to complement the sauce, not too much bone either. The sauce was rich, full of flavour and not too oily. Every mouthful was a moment of absolute pleasure. The accompanying Vegetable Rice was straight from the kitchen: steaming hot.

This is what The Village is all about.

To absent friends, and Hector

In Hector's absence up north, 7 of us gathered at the Village for a Saturday afternoon curry.

Although one of the best places for a curry, I have to admit that the Village is not exactly a byword for fast and efficient service - as Craig and Yvonne will confirm, having waited for an hour to be served their meals!

The delay was not the worst of it, however. 5 desi kormas were ordered - regular readers will know that this dish can vary substantially - unfortunately, the variation on this occasion was to forget it was meant to be "desi"... 5 very ordinary kormas were delivered, much to the disgust of most of us (Howard seemed happy with his...)

A sign of a good restaurant is how it deals with complaints. The offending dishes were removed, and fairly quickly replaced with something closer to the usual. The accompanying rice dishes were also replaced, and a fresh naan bread was provided (a bonus, as the original was being shared between Howard and Tracey).

At the end of the meal, we were offered complimentary desserts by a somewhat embarrassed waiter. When these were declined, we were presented with the bill, which had been substantially discounted. All in all, in my opinion, the Village redeemed itself well!