Tonight we went out for a curry, at The Maharajah, on Castle Hill. Teresa loves and misses The Maharajah. We used to go there almost regularly, if not quite frequently.
They’ve redecorated since we were last there. And it’s under new management. So we didn’t see the old guy who always used to welcome and remember us.
Dan and Amy’s younger son, Rowan, works there, as well. Which added a nice familial dimension to proceedings. Rowan and Faz and co looked after us well.
And the food is still very good! We had lamb dhansak, mushroom rice, tarka dhal and a garlic naan. Yummy! Lots of lentils, mind. So it got a bit windy later.
Dear ol’ Dan turned 52, same as me. And very generously treated us all to a birthday dinner that was relaxed, sociable, and delicious. Thanks, Dan!