I recieved a great recommendation the other day as I was sakura-ing it in Kinshicho. The husband of a friend of a friend (it tends to work that way) asked me if I had been to a little known Bangladeshi restaurant in the back streets in that part of town. I said I hadn't, which brought the reply that I should check it out as soon as I could. I made it over to Asia Curry House on my own to sample this hidden gem. What I found was a restaurant somehow magically transferred from one part of the world and placed in a fairly incongruous setting. A real slice of culture that would catch me off my guard slightly, but was, at the same time, full of pleasant surprises.
So, I reverted to the spoon option and started, slightly self-consciously, clanking away at my plate of food. The food was great, with the chalna being the stand-out dish. The mutton, as mentioned, was a bit bony and fatty (not my thing, usually), but I worked my way through it and, as it had been cooked with care and attention, it started to win me over. The bony fish dish was a winner too -- the delicate fish matched perfectly with the thin soup it was settling in. I went for a refill of rice and it came back on a new plate with a decent portion of the vegetable curry on top -- this was turning into quite the feast! I still had a fair bit of the fish curry left so I went for a third plate of rice after that. This one came back with a generous serving of the mutton curry, which gave the me impression that it could continue like this on a loop until the end of time (My idea of heaven). With my appetite fully satiated, though, I called it a day at three.
I must admit, the feeling that I got when I first arrived at Asia Curry House was like the first time I set foot in a restaurant in Japan: that weird sense of helplessness you get. But after a few spoonfuls of homestyle curry, I started to feel the place was welcoming me in, and for that I will be working on my finger-pinching technique to make sure next time I get the full quota of experience. Like when you successfully pick up that first chunk of sushi with your chopsticks, the feeling that you are part of a place or a culture really starts to kick in. This one's definitely worth the considerable learning curve.