Dishoom turned out to be one of our neighborhood restaurants on this trip.
We stumbled in early on our first evening, jet-lagged but determined to stay up long enough to get ourselves on London time.
(Note: Mr. Hunter probably wasn't jet-lagged.)
Our super-friendly waiter gave us the lowdown on the ways of Dishoom, which bills itself as a Bombay Cafe. Smaller portions, so it's fun (and yummy) to order a few different items and share them. We had cafe crisps, garlic naan, raita, and a wrap called a Dishoom Frankie for our first dinner at Dishoom. And the waiter was so helpful that Mr. Hunter had to ask him to pose for a photograph.
|Garlic naan and raita|
|Another night: chicken berry biryani, garlic naan, raita, and a Dishoom Frankie|
Can you tell that we were into the garlic naan?