Mostly I enjoy Indian Street food vicariously, via the colourful & moving images of Tony Bourdain (may he rest in peace) or else our very own fishnchip millionaire, Ricky Stein. I watch with much envy the creation of such scrummy grubbins such as pav bhaji, innit. The good folk at the One Stop Thali Shop had a go, of course, but they're past their best before date, me thinks… I did never imagine a thing similar would turn up in somewhere like Southmead, which as the author suggests, ain't all that to be fair. The offered provinder do look & sound worth the trip. Oh yes
Mostly I enjoy Indian Street food vicariously, via the colourful & moving images of Tony Bourdain (may he rest in peace) or else our very own fishnchip millionaire, Ricky Stein. I watch with much envy the creation of such scrummy grubbins such as pav bhaji, innit. The good folk at the One Stop Thali Shop had a go, of course, but they're past their best before date, me thinks… I did never imagine a thing similar would turn up in somewhere like Southmead, which as the author suggests, ain't all that to be fair. The offered provinder do look & sound worth the trip. Oh yes