I had a night away in Bradford, yes the early get up, the rush to Stevenage and train to Leeds, then on to Bradford. At least I can get a couple of hours sleep on the train.
In the evening I did manage to get out and have a curry. The first suggested curry house was rejected, lack of beers. So Mike chose Omahs, a balti house, again dry, but what the hell, it was 9.00pm and we were hungry.
Started off with a mixed grill for a starters. When I had finished eating that, a feeling of surfeit was already on the horizon. Imagine my surprise at the Nan bread which accompanied my balti curry. I was informed it was a small Nan. I should not have been surprised, on the door was a challenge, if you could eat one of their large Nans, then you could go away with £50.
We left having eaten well, leaving behind a substantial portion of food, all for £25. Next week I will be a little more careful on choosing the quantities.
I expect so, several of the curry houses are dry, and many of the shops also don’t sell alcohol. Walking around the student area is a great mixture of people, the burka, head to toe covered with eye slits, the the women with scarves and frumpy tunics, and finally the most gorgeous Asian women walking in high heels and sexy clothes.
Dry curry houses? What was that, a religious thing?