Polishing off all of our top-notch food in Bengal Dream, without spilling a drop, proved quite a challenge.
The Indian restaurant offers up tasty grub in dangerously-white surroundings.
Our group was handed three menus when we were seated.
A little confused, we soon realised we could choose from the normal menu, or from two, four-course deals. One for £8.95, or one for £9.95.
Firstly though, we ordered four pints of Cobra (£2.95), and made the meals into five courses by ordering four poppadoms (50p each) and pickles (30p each).
The boys then opted for the £8.95 menu. Both chose bhuna chicken puree to start, one chicken pathia and vegetable pilau rice for main, and the other chicken madras with plain pilau rice.
We female diners were a little more adventurous, firstly picking from the £9.95 selection, the mixed kebab and prawn bhuna puree.
Then for main course, a dish I’d never heard of, prawn sab ka maza, with a chilli and garlic naan, and a creamy chicken kushboo with mushroom pilau rice.
We hadn’t finished munching our way through the tasty poppadoms and pickles before the attentive waiter started delivering the appetisers to the table.
I felt nervous as he placed the food on the immaculate table cloth. Who can eat curry and keep white linen clean?
The starters were beautifully presented and everything was steaming hot.
The puree dishes, moulded into an impressive shell shape, were hailed the nicest, and I was jealous after trying the bhuna prawn.
The delicious mild curry and bread would have been a satisfying main course.
All were generous portions, so a little bit of each was left.
The table looked like it could collapse when the various components of the main affair were placed.
We ate buffet style – predictably spilling on the table cloth – trying each dish.
The sab ka maza, with ginger, green chillies and spices was just the right heat. Served in a balti dish, it looked impressive too. The chicken kushboo, likened a little to tikka masala due to its sweetness, was a hit. The sauce, with ground almonds, was thick and creamy.
The chef had given the naan bread a nice touch, kindly slicing it pizza-style to avoid the usual messy tearing.
There was some food left because of the hearty servings, but if it could have been devoured, it would have been.
Everything was delicious and thankfully not greasy as with some Indian food.
The dessert options on the special menus are simply ice-cream or coffee. However, after such a big feed, that’s all that could be managed.
The only fault that I can find with Bengal Dream, which also delivers, is that it wasn’t busier.
When so many Italian restaurants are packed, it’s a shame that such a good eatery was so quiet.
Top-notch food in pristine surroundings, this restaurant should be busier.