Stalked: Curryness is next to Godliness.

Well. I am pleasantly stuffed. I found this "tunnel" running through a building in Darling Street. I must admit I was lured there by food smells unlike I was expecting to find there.

Woefully prepared to be disappointed by another potato-dash-bone-tastic-malay curry shoppy, I was shocked to see a place that seemed to be a bit more.

Before you ask, the place does not seem to have a name, the closest I could get is "Eastern Food Bazaar" which was printed on the tillslip.

Stuffed and buzzing with people of all walks, some enticing smells were pouring out of a Tandoor oven, with a choice of whatever you can just about imagine in mainline Indian and other eastern cuisine, being prepared in sparkling kitchens arrayed along the main wall.

I instantaneously knew that I was, once again, screwed. No way I could afford all that I would want to try. I was wrong. Not one dish was over R30.

Add some nice indian smoothies and custards. (I have never tried those but soon will.)

Ok, down to the eating. First, you decide what you want, which, I admit, was the most frustrating bit for me. I am trying to shake a few kilos, you see. So I ordered a Mince Dosa at R20.

It is a freshly prepared huge dosa with chicken mince by a real indian bloke and comes accompanied by the traditional Indian "chutneys." Don't ask me the names. One is yellowish, one is green (coriander) and one is red. Beautiful. The Dosa was folded and cut into four pieces. All served in a custom made container / plates. Grab a coke with that, since I am, after all, a Connosieur.

A plastic fork, knife, spoon and serviette and find a seat amongst the humanity.

The food was perfect. The people were loud. The decor is just right for a place like that. It is very clean. Go there anyday with R30 in your pocket and you will leave with a smile on your face. Now that is the kind of thing that we need to see more of in this town.

(Oh, and I did get a taste of the Dal Makhni as well, right from a very friendly chef. Now I must tell you, if you want to know the quality of any Indian restaurant or eatery, you just get the Dal Makhni. If they don't have it, leave. If you try it, and it does not make you see visions of an Indian Venus on a warm day, leave, because the rest of their food will be shit. Guaranteed.)