Lunchtime crowding shows this Bloomsbury newcomer has quickly made a name for itself: perhaps because it offers a satisfying – if basic – midday fill-up for just a fiver. But it’s not just economical locals who are making a song and dance about it. A number of press luminaries have hailed this ordinary-looking Indian as a real hidden gem (and an accessible one too, just a couple of minutes from trendy Lamb’s Conduit Street).
After a couple of visits, though, we couldn’t persuade ourselves that the main courses here are worth the fuss. A spectacular failure was chicken breast stuffed with minced lamb and spinach. It sounded intriguing, but turned out a real dog’s breakfast. (The waiter, removing the half-eaten plate, admitted it could be “rather heavy”.) Basics were unreliable, too. Rice, served in mounds, was cool and rather dry and the naan-bread was nothing to write home about.
The odd successful novelty such as lamb with citrus fruits did, however, hint at the joys others have unearthed. So maybe – just maybe – we were serially unlucky.
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