Barney Says
The last great Bastion of The Balti Triangle shows no sign of slowing down while all others around them retire into lame dessert shops. Typically unfussy of the area, the menu is underneath a glass top, with naans big enough to fill yours and the neighbouring tables if laid horizontally. Unlicensed, but feel free to BYOB to your hearts content.
Only one reason to be here so do it properly and order the chicken Balti. Hot enough to raise the core temperature of the earth by a degree, approach the metal dish with caution but make sure you tease every bit of that curry out with your bread.
