The food, from an extremely terse laminated menu, is very good in a rather slapdash, home-cooking style. Mixed bhajis were dense with gram flour and light on the spinach, onion and potato. My pond-coloured butter chicken, severely laced with coriander, contained plentiful chunks of tender chicken breast but little taste of butter or even ghee. Chicken tikka karahi was ace, as was an unusually light king prawn biryani. Spiced okra and dhal were competently executed, and everything was served with a proud smile by the owners.
