My Alternative Restaurant Reviews Continued.... Roti......

Roti Indian restaurant is named after a form of flat bread... that nobody ever orders from the menu.

The decor in this traditional Indian restaurant is just like you would find in India - neon disco lights and on the walls are pictures of British celebrity chef Anisley Harroit and superhero Jeremy Corbin, not together I might add.

Upon entering the building I was quickly escorted by a presidential-style motorcade to a table.

I was given a plastic covered menu and interrogated as to whether there was anything on there that I recognised. I wasn't ready to confess.

A plate of giant holy communions was placed in front of me and the shroud of Turin was placed upon my lap. A jug of holy water and a chalice arrived. It reminded me of the years when I was an alter-boy thinking of Joanna Lumley during mass. I hoped this wasn't going to be my last supper. I said a little prayer to God, all of them because I like to be thorough.

I was offered a choice of cold lagers. I said "Any will do, it all tastes the same". They kindly brought me the most expensive.

My vegetable biryani arrived. It looked identical to the one I had eaten on a previous occasion in Roti. Had I regurgitated it? It looked a possibility. I was pleased to discover that it tasted just as delicious the second time around.

I asked for the bill. They arrived shortly afterwards to escort me from the building.

Posted By: Larry Hagman, Jan 10, 13:45:02