{"id":41732,"date":"2012-04-28T05:57:15","date_gmt":"2012-04-28T11:57:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wend.ca\/?p=41732"},"modified":"2020-03-21T13:48:55","modified_gmt":"2020-03-21T17:48:55","slug":"tandoori-raj-holborn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wend.ca\/?p=41732","title":{"rendered":"Tandoori Raj, Holborn (Closed)"},"content":{"rendered":"

We were starving. We’d been in London less than 8-hours and had spent a lot of that time on the Tube trying to get oriented. By the time we arrived in Holborn, we were getting I’m dying<\/em> messages from both child and stomachs.<\/p>\n

Without internet we couldn’t consult Yelp, Urbanspoon or Google Maps — and were lost. Who knew that internet was such a necessity. 5-years ago we wouldn’t have even looked at our phones to find food or figure out where we were.<\/p>\n

Then we saw a sign in the distance that said Indian Cuisine<\/em>, and headed directly for it. <\/p>\n

Gareth told us to eat lots of curries in London<\/em>, dP said. Let’s start now.<\/em> <\/p>\n

Please please please. Indian food now,<\/em> groaned dying child.<\/p>\n

The restaurant turned out to be a great find. They immediately plied us with papadums and thick bread with curries. Then we ordered a meal large enough to feed an elephant. When it arrived, dying child ate half before coming up to breathe. <\/p>\n

This is the best Indian food ever,<\/em> she said after eating most of the king prawn shatkora. We ordered a second one. <\/p>\n

Didn’t we order naan bread?<\/em> I asked. Yes. Ni\u00f1a just inhaled it.<\/em> Then I blinked and the butter chicken was gone. Somehow I managed to get a couple of photos in before the food disappeared. It’s all a blur after that.<\/p>\n

Some time later we reflected on how happy we were to have found the Tandoori Raj. Then it was time to move on to meet friends. <\/p>\n