A friend from Tasmania and a friend from Byron Bay were in town for the weekend and wanted the full Manchester experience. Craving some curry mile goodness, Mughli was an obvious choice.
The reviews I've heard and read were fantastic and the online menu had me drooling even more than usual.
We planned to meet there. It's pretty easy to find - walking onto the start of curry mile with Whitworth Park on your right, the board outside and slightly less tacky exterior makes it stand out.
I should point out that my friend from Byron Bay, John, is in his 60's, looks like Santa and is the most calm, softly spoken, peaceful natured person you could ever meet. This information will become relevant shortly.
We entered into the restaurant area to be greeted by a very efficient man. He tried to whisk us off to one of the many available tables before I stopped him and explained that John had booked a table for 4:30 and that we were waiting for him to arrive. We were ushered over to a bench facing the bar.
Another member of staff then showed us to a bigger table and suggested that we wait there with some drinks. So we did. We were given menus, a jug of water and offered poppadoms.
The opening 10 minutes were a bit of a whirlwind. There seemed to be a lot of people around but none of them really knew what was going on. We settled on our table until I spotted John outside.
We had booked the table for 7 people (John had planned on bringing his family but his Granddaughter had been sick just before leaving). After collecting John from outside, we both walked into the restaurant to be greeted again. I explained that this was John and there would only be 4 of the originally planned party of 7 dining. We had already set up on a table for 8, so didn't see the point in moving. We just huddled at one end.
Before John could catch his breath and well before we'd had chance to say hello properly after 3 years of not seeing each other, another man (perhaps the manager) came over with an ipad and quite bluntly exclaimed that there would be a fee for booking a large table and only half of the party arriving. We apologised. They let us off the fee suggesting that, "it's OK this once but don't do it again". Pretty ridiculous really considering John lives in Byron Bay, so there probably wouldn't be a 'twice' and the restaurant was near enough empty, so it wasn't like they were losing money by us occupying one of the bigger tables.
4 attempts were made in the following 2 minutes to take our order. We hadn't even looked at the menu! More water arrived for us, which interrupted the long overdue catch up, staff offered poppadoms, someone came to gather the excess menus scattered around the unused half of the table. It was manic.
Once we were ready to order, John softly and slowly listed what he would like with an average-sized pause in between each item. The waiter saw this as an opportunity to shout "next" and moved on to the next person. I had no idea what he was writing down because it didn't seem like he was listening to us at all.
Anyway! It's all upwards from here - we successfully ordered, we were left alone for more than 2 minutes and were excited for our feast.
The Railway curry - Fruity, spicy, tender chunks of lamb.
Peshwari naan - Lovely.
Chicken Saag - was the best I'd had.
Butter Chicken - also, lovely.
Poppadoms & Chutney Tray - I think this was my favourite bit! The chutneys were perfect. A mix of flavours, heats and an ideal way to wake up your taste buds.
The rice was great. It came in little buckets and there was more than enough for 2 people per portion.
Raita was a welcome refresher after forgetting to inhale in between mouthfuls of all of the beautifully spicy curries.
The bill - with 4 curries, 2 rice, 2 naans, 3 half pints of house beer, raita and a take away halloumi - came to just under £70. Not cheap but worth every penny.
I'll definitely be back. I'll know next time to devote full attention to the menu, my drink order and watching things fly onto/off the table before attempting to socialise with my table mates. read more