Mother India's Cafe : Marg's Treat

A Warm Welcome Home

Marg collected Hector from Edinburgh Airport. Mr. O'Leary's flight from Berlin was on time, as usual.
It was Marg who decided that the Butter Chicken at The Mother India's Cafe (Argyle St, Glasgow) was calling.
I do not know why we bother to look at the menu. However, today there was a Palak Pakora: Pakora with Spinach and Fenugreek. Unlike Berlin, these people know what do with the ingredients at their disposal.
Hector chose the Machi Masala and the Lamb Massalum with Okra (for a change). Two chapattis and the Lemon Rice with Cashew Nuts were the accompaniments.

The dishes are sublime. Two portions each is more than adequate. To have this virtually on one's doorstep; perhaps we Glaswegians are spoiled.


The Indian Mango in München was the last time I had tasted anything as good as this.

If it's Sunday it's Mother India's Cafe

Hector had to be amused before the Germany – England match.

So Marg and I went to Mother India’s Café, again. This would be our last domestic Curry-Heute for some time. As a departure from the norm, Marg ordered the Fish Pakora to precede her Butter Chicken. This meant I was able to finally try the Butter Chicken and then enjoy the Lamb Massallum with Ladyfingers.
I portion of rice and two chapattis were sufficient to mop these up.
When will I taste the likes again?

Superb, as ever.

Mother India's Cafe, at last!

This is essentially an Indian style Tapas restaurant.

The idea is to order a couple of portions each. The portions are smaller than the main dish experience, one should never leave unless one feels fulfilled.
There is a take away menu, but this has yet to be experienced.

When Marg is free on a Sunday, we go to Mother India's Café (1355 Argyle St, Glasgow, G3 8AD) for a late lunch. The fact that this is the first posting of this magnificent source of Curry is perhaps testimony to how many free Sundays Marg enjoys.








The order is pretty much the same every time we go: it ain’t broken so why fix it?
Marg has a vegetable Pakora, always freshly made. Her favourite dish is the Butter Chicken which she insists has a kick. Hector has perhaps had a taste of the sauce but is far too involved with his own chosen dishes.

The Lamb Karahi is ever-present on the menu and is always superb. If the Okra version is available on the specials list then sometimes this is selected. Then, the signature dish of the restaurant: the Machi Masala… this is sublime, the best fish Curry to be had outside of München.

The rice with lemon and nuts, plus a Paratha were the chosen accompaniments on this visit.

A trip to Glasgow would only be complete if Mother India's Café and a trip to The Village were experienced.


This was an excellent weekend.