A bit of a moan this one to be honest. If there's one thing Shropshire doesn't do it's a half-decent curry. The three in Shifnal are hopeless, and the places good-minded Salopians recommend to me are uniformly moderate also, which means either these people are taking the piss out of the grumpy southerner, or they've never actually had a decent curry.
Having had an execrable chicken dupiaza in a Shrewsbury Indian (which should of course be called the Origin of Spices, but isn't) I favour the latter explanation because said restaurant was packed to the gunnels. Waiting in the street to get in. This place was worse than the one round the back of Borough market that you have to have had at least 8 pints of Pride to dare enter. The place that scrapes the rotting veg off the back of the barrows and fries it up with rat entrails and tomato ketchup for a tikka balti surprise.
So, anyone who still can, get down to Tooting whenever possible - Sree Krishna, Mirch Masala, Jaffna House, Lahore Karahi and of course the Kastoori. And order a tomato curry, a green banana curry and some puffy bread for me please...
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