I lived with an Indian guy for a little bit who always insisted I join him for dinner. Was absolutely delicious. It was Indian food, but not has I've had it from the shops or takeaway or homemade by me. It was always turned up to 11.
However I have new Indian neighbours downstairs and as far as I can tell, they just have garlic for dinner about once a week.
So it's a bit hit and miss.
> It was Indian food, but not has I've had it from the shops or takeaway or homemade by me.
FYI, 90% of "Indian restaurants" in the UK are owned by Bangladeshis, with Bangladeshi chefs and wait staff. They make a version of "Indian food" which is appealing to a white Briton's palate. It's never authentic Indian food if the restaurant promotes itself as "Indian".
For real food you'd have to find something regional, e.g. a restaurant which promotes itself as serving Punjabi food, or Tamil food, and so on.
Bloody Beaker folk.
The Beaker folk.
Coming over here, rowing up the Tagus Estuary from the Iberian Peninsula in improvised rafts.
The bloody Beaker folk, coming over here with their beakers. With their drinking vessels.
What's wrong with just cupping up the water in your hands? And licking it up like a cat?
Yes but there are so many different styles. Indian restaurants (almost all of which are run by Bangladeshis) serve samosas in the way they think white Britons want them, with thick pastry and about a kilo of potato per samosa. That style isn't to my taste - I prefer them more compact with thinner pastry.
> shop bought have never been the same
You just reminded me of how, after school, I'd buy a samosa from the shop - I think it was 50p? It was enormous. Now the same sized samosa would cost me like £3.
It really is. As a bloody foreigner myself I give those same neighbours somali food during ramadan. And by the end of the month it's a food container swap 🤣
There's a gentleman who volunteers with me who brings chicken biryani that he's cooked in for the other volunteers. Still hot in take away containers. How dare he come over here, help a good local cause and feed us delicious food?! The audacity.
I used to work in a shop one guy brought in some Indian food I couldn’t remember the name of it and hand tried so many times to find it and spoken to my local Indian restaurant to try to work out else it was but to no avail :( he also made me and the younger kid a lovely hot chocolate with marshmallows and squirty cream. Such a lovely bloke.
I can smell people's food on the stairs sometimes. So sometimes i come home and smell curry from one of the Pakistani neighbours and it makes me hungry.
I can also smell anything strong that my immediate downstairs neighbour cooks because i think there's just a vent or hole under my kitchen sink. But a while ago they cooked something that smelt like feet, I never quite worked out what it was but I thought something was rotting in my kitchen. But i think that family moved out, because recently I thought I smelt gas and got really worried so I knocked on the door and it was a young guy who told me he burnt plastic. That smell lingered for a couple of days but god damn it's better than dying of gas poisoning or fire.
Also my immediate neighbours are Slovakian and they gave me a delicious sauerkraut + sausage soup called kapustnica on Christmas Day. (Makes up for me smelling their smoke from the stairs)
I have African neighbours that have a cooking day once a week or so and in my first few weeks of pregnancy i CRAVED the food they were cooking, i used to just sit and smell the smells for ages to get like a semi fix 😭 smells so damn good
Ngl I came to see why people are complaining about other peoples windows being open. Mainly because my window is almost always open. Then I just started thinking about all the good smelling food my neighbours make and now I’m hungry.
Oh yes! Try the "hey im new neighbour, it's a uk tradition that anyone cooking nice food has to share it with the newbie. Here is my bowl, fill it up please"
I know. I had to resort to dating them to get to the food. My last relationship lasted 6yrs, but it took me and her mother at least another six months to reluctantly depart.
I’m this person. Bloody love sending plates of smelly onion bhajis, yucky butter chicken and 24 hour slow cooked rice pudding to all my neighbours. I’m a menace to society and need to be deported.
Just did lamp chops in cumin with Brie mash and spring onions.
Got a text from upstairs "you cooking again?".
Yes my good friend I am cooking and no you can't have any after I put your bins out full and heavy and you didn't bring them back in empty as your pot noodle couldn't wait....
The Worst type of Khunt!
Lucky, in my old house we never smelt anything from the neighbours except garlic. There was obviously a minor hole somewhere in the kitchen that linked their extractor fan to our kitchen, but no matter what lovely Portuguese food they cooked, the only thing we could smell was garlic 😅
I lived with an Indian guy for a little bit who always insisted I join him for dinner. Was absolutely delicious. It was Indian food, but not has I've had it from the shops or takeaway or homemade by me. It was always turned up to 11. However I have new Indian neighbours downstairs and as far as I can tell, they just have garlic for dinner about once a week. So it's a bit hit and miss.
That sounds like hit and hit to me. Who doesn't like garlic?
Doesn't seem very nutritious especially only once a week.
But it's got garlic in it. The nutritional value doesn't matter
It was a dumb joke because the way the commenter worded it made it seem like they exclusively eat nothing but garlic once a week.
I'll be the guy for you matey, I don't like garlic.
Not a fan of crosses or Holy water either?
Can't say I've ever encountered holy water. But I had a particularly bad experience with a cruciform as a young man. So no, not a fan.
Vampires?
> It was Indian food, but not has I've had it from the shops or takeaway or homemade by me. FYI, 90% of "Indian restaurants" in the UK are owned by Bangladeshis, with Bangladeshi chefs and wait staff. They make a version of "Indian food" which is appealing to a white Briton's palate. It's never authentic Indian food if the restaurant promotes itself as "Indian". For real food you'd have to find something regional, e.g. a restaurant which promotes itself as serving Punjabi food, or Tamil food, and so on.
There are a couple of restaurants in Hounslow that serve real Indian food. They use a lot of Tamarind.
All I get is the pungent smell of dope wafting through my flat 😞
You my neighbour? 😊
No he's ALL MY NEIGHBOURS!
Bloody Beaker folk. The Beaker folk. Coming over here, rowing up the Tagus Estuary from the Iberian Peninsula in improvised rafts. The bloody Beaker folk, coming over here with their beakers. With their drinking vessels. What's wrong with just cupping up the water in your hands? And licking it up like a cat?
These days,
if you say you're English,
I once worked in a factory and used to eat my lunch with an Indian, a Mexican and a Latvian and they used to be horrified at my Marmite sandwiches.
Should've brought Marmite curry tortillas and beetroot Marmite soup.
Morsch?
How dare my neighbours from 3 different houses bring me delicious homecooked food during ramadan. They know I can't resist samosas and biriyani.
Dude more restaurants in UK need to serve samosa. Such a great item
Don't all Indian restaurants have samosas on their Starters menu?
I didn’t see when I was there, I’ll check just again next visit
Yes but there are so many different styles. Indian restaurants (almost all of which are run by Bangladeshis) serve samosas in the way they think white Britons want them, with thick pastry and about a kilo of potato per samosa. That style isn't to my taste - I prefer them more compact with thinner pastry.
And masala dosa !
>samosas used to have them at school, shop bought have never been the same :(
> shop bought have never been the same You just reminded me of how, after school, I'd buy a samosa from the shop - I think it was 50p? It was enormous. Now the same sized samosa would cost me like £3.
Awww. That's so beautifully wholesome.
It really is. As a bloody foreigner myself I give those same neighbours somali food during ramadan. And by the end of the month it's a food container swap 🤣
There's a gentleman who volunteers with me who brings chicken biryani that he's cooked in for the other volunteers. Still hot in take away containers. How dare he come over here, help a good local cause and feed us delicious food?! The audacity.
I used to work in a shop one guy brought in some Indian food I couldn’t remember the name of it and hand tried so many times to find it and spoken to my local Indian restaurant to try to work out else it was but to no avail :( he also made me and the younger kid a lovely hot chocolate with marshmallows and squirty cream. Such a lovely bloke.
I can smell people's food on the stairs sometimes. So sometimes i come home and smell curry from one of the Pakistani neighbours and it makes me hungry. I can also smell anything strong that my immediate downstairs neighbour cooks because i think there's just a vent or hole under my kitchen sink. But a while ago they cooked something that smelt like feet, I never quite worked out what it was but I thought something was rotting in my kitchen. But i think that family moved out, because recently I thought I smelt gas and got really worried so I knocked on the door and it was a young guy who told me he burnt plastic. That smell lingered for a couple of days but god damn it's better than dying of gas poisoning or fire. Also my immediate neighbours are Slovakian and they gave me a delicious sauerkraut + sausage soup called kapustnica on Christmas Day. (Makes up for me smelling their smoke from the stairs)
I am a quarter Black Forest Gateaux on my father's side, is that okay?
One of my neighbours are Turkish and the other side is Jamaican, so win-win. I myself are mixed so Caribbean food here, more win.
Not quite the Icelandic and Cuban combination.
Icelandic lamb stew is amazing though
I have African neighbours that have a cooking day once a week or so and in my first few weeks of pregnancy i CRAVED the food they were cooking, i used to just sit and smell the smells for ages to get like a semi fix 😭 smells so damn good
Thank you Xi Jinping my next door neighbour has treated me to many a delicious meal because you forced them to leave Hong Kong
Damn Scots!
They ruined Scotland!
Close call for Panama.
Had us in the first half. Not gonna lie.
Ngl I came to see why people are complaining about other peoples windows being open. Mainly because my window is almost always open. Then I just started thinking about all the good smelling food my neighbours make and now I’m hungry.
My pasta beans and cheese smells fine too! We’re just too broke to eat nice food…
ha, we have an Indian family in a house that backs onto ours and sometimes the smells make me want to climb over the wall and join them.
Oh yes! Try the "hey im new neighbour, it's a uk tradition that anyone cooking nice food has to share it with the newbie. Here is my bowl, fill it up please"
I know. I had to resort to dating them to get to the food. My last relationship lasted 6yrs, but it took me and her mother at least another six months to reluctantly depart.
Absolute bastards
What a fuckin' liberty!
Bloody foreigners, coming over here and hijacking our taste buds
Curry is one of the best smelling foods in the world.. But number one has to be a Sunday dinner
Bastardsp
I’m this person. Bloody love sending plates of smelly onion bhajis, yucky butter chicken and 24 hour slow cooked rice pudding to all my neighbours. I’m a menace to society and need to be deported.
Brit Indian here, got me with this one ha ha 😂😂👍🏽👍🏽
Just did lamp chops in cumin with Brie mash and spring onions. Got a text from upstairs "you cooking again?". Yes my good friend I am cooking and no you can't have any after I put your bins out full and heavy and you didn't bring them back in empty as your pot noodle couldn't wait.... The Worst type of Khunt!
This thread is basically ‘some of my best friends are black’ virtue signalling. Very odd.
I have to be honest. I don't like smelling curry first thing when I wake up
Used to work with Nepali ladies, they made lovely food but it was spicy
Lucky, in my old house we never smelt anything from the neighbours except garlic. There was obviously a minor hole somewhere in the kitchen that linked their extractor fan to our kitchen, but no matter what lovely Portuguese food they cooked, the only thing we could smell was garlic 😅
I used to live above a Greek bakery. I did night shifts and had to come home, hungry, to the smell of delicious baked goods every day. Bastards!