Lunch at Moharaj, Ave Maria 26

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Basics
Location
On t'web



Per Person
Somasas, 1 curry, rice/naan/chickpea masala shared, 2 beers
€18
Gratis: Herb Liqueur/Licor de Hierbas

In Short
Hopes? Team Moharaj would live up to past experience.
Reality? They kept calm and curried on.
First Impressions? There are so many Moharajs!

A USP? Reliability. And price. Which is two. So sue me.
The food in three words? We be stuffed.
Can they get the staff? An ever-rotating team of friendly blokes.
Service with a smile? Yep, they're always jolly nice.
Would you take your friends? It's a regular haunt.
Rating for a dating? Is curry a date thing? Mind you, is date curry a thing?
Johnny Nash was right.
Tip? Couple of euros, yeah.
If you could change one thing, what would it be? The CTM could be oomphed up a bit.
Going back? Oh yes.

In Pictures
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In Depth
Well, welcome to the Lavapies Moharaj story.  In short. One neighbourhood, three restaurants, same name. Two, 4 doors apart, on same street. At least one owner, possibly two. Supposedly a split, but everyone seems to get on famously. One definite owner, maybe now ex-owner, used to whatsapp me Christmas cards, and, one time, sent a photo of me eating just an hour after I'd been doing it. It was like being stalked by a cheery man armed with samosas.

Confused? Don't worry about it.

We won't speak for the other two places but, with a few notes to bear in mind, Ave Maria 26 is worth a trip for a good value blow-out. Notes, then?

1. The samosas, at €3 for two are a good deal and jolly nice, but get your server to add another squirt of two of yoghurty sauce. Essential to go with them.
Actually, there's Note 2. A few more sauces would get this, unhesitatingly, full marks. If you ask they'll bring out the scary peppery sauce and nuclear-fusion-capable chilli pickle, but it'd be a bonus if they'd serve some up straightaway. The place next door does...

Moharaj Ave Maria 26

So, let's talk curry. Regulars (hello, both) may fear food-based puns. But there's no time to waste on such fripperies. So let's get on with it, raita-way.

Top of the Poppadoms? Yep. Your standard crispy disc turned up with a dish of the regular splodges of yoghurt and spiciness. Very nice indeed, and refilled without question regularly. Good!

Roguish Rogan Josh? Yeah, it's a cheeky little number. Plenty of fresh spices in there, some spinach and plenty of nice lean chunks of grass-fed lamb. Yummy!

Tick for the Chicken Tikka Masala? Yep. Decent CTM. Excellent chicken breast here. Probably a whole one, in fact. No grotty gristly bits. Personal taste would be for more spice and less sweetness, but, honestly, we should have asked.

Chick chick, chick chick, chickpea. Leaving aside my usual fondness for spuds, the chickpea masala is a terrific. Actually, if the CTM had this level of spice, it'd be bang-on, Delish! As I believe Jamie Oliver insists some people say.

Best bar naan? Clear highlight, and it's headed straight for the h:m recommended list. We always go peshwari and it never disappoints. So good you could eat a whole one on its own just with a few dips. Recommended without hesitation.

And the terrace is not a bad spot. You see the best, the brightest and the rest of Lavapies wander past. OK, we got a drizzley day, but it got the staff energised, getting out the um-burr-ellas. What? You don't do black and white? Pish and tush. Oh, go on, then, if you must.

So there you go. No doubt others are as good and, perhaps, better. And others are fancier. Some are blander and one or two may well be trying too hard.

The thing is, Mo-Av-26 is a good, trustworthy choice.