Resto 7 Sripur Master Chef, Tower Hill

It being a sunny day and a long time since myself and Mike had been on a ferry we found ourselves Thames-side looking for a boat. Alas, our intended brig, the Rotherhithe to Canary Wharf, was closed for an upgrade (electrification if you must know) so we resorted to the U**r boat.

A pleasingly vertical composition.

But not before checking out the sausage action in the Finnish Church Easter Bazaar. While the sausage was delicious (the warm can of lager that came with it less so) it wasn’t necessarily filling, so arriving at Tower Pier we were in search of eats.

We didn’t have far to go. I’d last been in Sripur (or whatever it was called then – pretty sure Master Chef didn’t come into it) about thirty years ago after a hard day flogging oil and was probably in a similar state of post-work intoxication on this occasion.

Being in a trading frame of mind I was feeling decisive. Cobra, onion bhaji and chicken rezalla (in that order please). The Cobra was swift and cold. Good thing. Poppadams arrived. Cruch, crunch, crunch. The bhajia, four satisfying lumps, were destroyed with vigour.

But the rezalla? Maybe the guy was a master chef! This was a creamy hot sauce surrounding juicy lumps of tender chicken. I was an enthusiast.

On a Friday teatime the room was respectably full, not heaving but with a selection of workers and tourists enjoying high quality eats. It’s nice to know the City curry is in safe hands when other establishments have fallen by the wayside post-C.

8/10

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