I do feel a wee bit guilty about reviewing The Terracotta, purely because I feel I'm 'doing the dirty' (so to speak) on King's Court by using another Chinese takeaway. It was only a one off, a fling if you will. But even so...
The night of the shameful deed took place after the general election (also, debatably, accentuating the night of shameful deeds), when we decided we would go to Broadway in Newtownards. Unfortunately it was closed, but driving past The Terracotta a sudden scandalous notion came to me. With no regard for the loyal King's Court in Dundonald, I deviously suggested that we visit this new Chinese on Mill Street. My dad agreed, and out we hopped in a clandestine manner to complete the deed. Or buy a Chinese, whichever you prefer.
The Terracotta is a fancy wee number. Plasma TV, slightly disconcerting mirrors, black leather seating and cool lighting. The menu is even fancier, and the girl actually apologised for the layout of it. Since neither my dad or I have a degree in menu translation / deciphering, we took a quick look and decided to ask if a couple of the dishes we couldn't find on the menu were actually available. Luckily, they were.
A few minutes wait, and we darted home with the sinful Chinese. Hunger pervaded us, as we unwrapped the delicious scent of black bean sauce. Mmmm, it was lovely. Just a kick of chilli, not too overpowering. Dinner was devoured in a matter of minutes.
Conscience-stricken, we have never returned to The Terracotta. Never has a further word even been breathed about it. Until now, that is. Ssssshhh... read more