190. Good Karma

15th August 2014, Karma, West Kensington, London

There's something about travelling from Brick Lane to West Kensington for... Curry.

But it wasn't just the Indian food making me agree to the long journey across town. My trusted wine lunch pal, Barbra, who has spent the last two years living her life on the beach is finally back in London town!

Ahead of the killer bash that was to be the Camel's hen do, we decided to celebrate our reunion with gossip, Indian and, of course, wine. Possibly a bit too much wine considering the festivities planned for the next day, but hey, if bride and two bride's maids seem OK with it - who am I to decide against the idea?

Following a few pre drinks (wine) with Barbra and attempting to sum up 2014 in the time it takes to drink a glass of Pinot, we went on to Karma. And it turns out that unlike the curry houses down my street on Brick Lane, the Indian Restaurants in West London are somewhat more posh. Now that's a shocker for you!

Whilst waiting for the Camel to get out of work me and Barbra had the loveliest appetizer platter I have ever had in an Indian restaurant. Get me right, the appetizer platters in East London does a lot to fix your hangover - but this one actually tasted like something aside of grease and starch.

And there was also the fact that their wine list stretches beyond white, red, pink and Cobra beer that made this place appear a bit more classy than those with the neon signs around the corner.

Finally upon the arrival of Camel, I got to try what was probably one of the best curries I've ever had. Now that doesn't necessarily say a lot, I am not good with spicy curries and will usually order things with names like King Prawn Coconut Delight - something I'm being mocked endlessly for. But this time I was actually a bit daring and ordered a lamb dish with actual spices in it. And it was lovely! Granted, I ate it with peshwari naan which is the sweetest thing there ever was - but I still think it's an accomplishment.

Soon, the second bride's maid also made an appearance fresh from Spain and at that stage I realized the world could learn so much from us. There we were; a Swede, an Arab, a Jew and a British Indian, a lot a wine and even more love, putting our differences aside and focuses on positivity rather than negativity. And quite frankly, our little universe at the table of a West Kensington restaurant is one I'd happily live in.

And on that philosophical note - bring on the hen do!

Doesn't look like much, but so worth a visit.