Out of the lift and entering the front of Moti was quite different, however. The reception looked inviting and the staff - who were immaculate from start to finish - provided a very warm, welcoming, and attentive service that you would expect from a quality restaurant. It was pretty empty when we arrived (this changed quickly). We sat at a table for four and drank in the attractive interior. Moti has a nice charm to it. It automatically made me think of restaurants in the UK – the décor, the service, the subtle music, the atmosphere. This really got my hopes up that it would come at least close to what I've experienced at home.
The poppadoms came first. It was a small (normal) serving. They were flavouful (reminiscent of those served in UK restaurants, but smaller) – dry and plain, but aromatic. I always think in these circumstances a few more on the plate and maybe something to dip them in would be a considerable improvement. The Tandoori came – a little dry, but OK; it would be hard to beat other chicken starters we have had at Ahilya in Minami Aoyama, or even at Siddique in Kanda, for that matter.
Then came the main event. All I can say is that is you're after a hot curry, you could do a lot worse than what you get served at Moti. The Hyderabadi (Hulk) hit hard – the others looked on as I sweated almost unnaturally to the point where it was a little difficult to speak (probably because I was so busy shoving ladle-sized spoonfuls into my trap (why can't I use the serving spoon?!)).