According to one of the local London newspapers recently, 'Kish' in Kilburn was voted second-best takeaway restaurant in the whole of the UK. And after just one meal, I can see why!!!
Let's cut to the chase here.
The food is Persian, and is formatted into hot and cold starters, main courses, a separate special-mains, and some bits and bobs on the side, like bread, dessert and drinks etc.
For the mains, the meats to choose from are as follows: Lamb, chicken, and fish.
I've tried both the lamb and the chicken so far. With each main dish, you receive a huge tin tray, about 1sq foot in surface area, loaded with heaps of dry Pilau-styled rice, which is tainted with a golden-yellowy tinge that is of Saffron origin I believe. Buried beneath this pile, or squashed to one side, is a mamouth serving of the chosen meat (bearing in mind that these trays are supposedly meant to be one portion, i.e. for one person). For my chicken dish, I had chosen the 'Baby-chicken', which looked to me like at least two whole Baby-chickens, jointed, and splayed out all around the sides of the tray. I say 'two' Baby-chickens, because I don't think it was an eight-legged chicken. The chicken is also tinged with a golden colour, similar to how Tandoori Chicken is served in Indian restaurants, but it is not spicy; it's a much softer flavour, more smokey than spicy, allowing for the true taste of the chicken to glaze the mouth. It was very tasty indeed, if a bit fiddly due to it's miniature-sized proportions (they do a boneless version of this too). There are hints of lemon and some kind of piquant flavouring to the chicken, but it is not spicy-hot.
For the lamb, I tried the 'Baby-lamb-fillet' and the 'Minced-lamb-skewers' which is essentially a Kofte style kebab. With the baby-lamb-fillet, the meat is cut quite thin, and is extremely lean and dry. There is still good flavour there, but the leaness and dryness of the meat, makes it more suitable for someone who is perhaps on the more self-concious side of things when monitoring their fat intake from cooked meats. Still nice, but a touch too thin and dry for my liking. It's not dry to the extent whereby you can't chew it easily, like beef jerky or something, but due to the way it's cut, the grilling obviously renders it far dryer than it would be if it was thick-cut. Still nice though, definitely one to try out. (They do combo-dishes so you can try it out with something else at the same time.)
The lamb Kofte on the other hand, is the exact opposite, being saturated with a controlled rubbery juiciness, that just explodes in your mouth upon impact, and gets you chewing on it like there's just no tomorrow, so-much-so that by the end of the meal, your jaw muscles end up looking like those of a Staffordshire Bull Terrier. Packed with flavour, it is safe to say that this meaty blend is most definitely concocted in their own kitchen on a daily basis, I'm pretty sure of it. Being no stranger to home-made Kofte and the likes, I was quick to note that 'egg' had obviously been used in the meat-mixture. It's not the taste of the egg that gives it away, but the chewiness that it provides the texture with, that does. That's the secret; that's what the egg is put in there for. There are also herbs and spices embedded somewhere in there too; and the end result is a happiness-inducing feast of sumptuous savouryness that really hits the spot. Fantastic Kofte. Be careful though, because when lifting the lid on this particular dish, you will have the fright of your life, as the Koftes look like two giant centipedes who have just spent a little too much time in the sun.
Also included in this tray of wholesomness, usually buried beneath the heaped pile of Pilau, is a whopping-great-big grilled tomato. As we all know, a lot of take-away restaurants of all ethnicities, tend to garnish their dishes with ornate, defunct salads etc, which are supposedly edible but are more for decoration than for anything else. Make no mistake, this Kish tomato is not for decorative purposes; it's most certainly included for consumption purposes. Being more of a meat person myself, I never thought I would actually see the day when I would admit that a tomato would be the highlight of my meal, until I met Kish that is. It's a fairly big tomato, about the size of a snookerball, and wholly grilled, with the char-lines on show, criss-crossing the skin here and there. The taste of this tomato is just out-of-this-world. It must be organic or something, specially sourced from some select producer. It's got like a fruit-juice sweetness to it? Perhaps the grilling does this to it? I've fried tomatoes myself in the frying-pan, but the taste is different. So I don't really know how this wonderful flavour comes about, but it's just divine; and automatically elevates what is already a healthy meal to start off with, to an even healthier 'vegi-included' status. And the pleasure doesn't stop there either; as you will note from the read more