Ambala

Amazing samosas. Coming from NY with little to no good indian food, the samosas here was an amazing experience. Also, the sweets here are really wonderful. The pistachio — pista barfi not being neon green is a hint.
A really nice find in an area filled with mediocre food and people selling garbage.

This shop has so much Indian junk food :-))) nice selection of savories and deep fried Indian snacks. Would go here anytime :-)

I work in the City with a team from India and they have established a custom of zipping out to Ambala on a Friday afternoon and returning with a huge box of hot samosas. When I find out who came up with the idea I shall demand that they are promoted and given some sort of employee of the decade award.
Ambala sell a vast range of Indian/​Pakistani savoury snacks and sweets. Both their lamb and vegetarian samosas are fantastic, their pakora is great and so is more or less everything else they sell.
If you work near this part of London you absolutely have to go in here and buy enough of their delicacies to fill a wheelbarrow, push it straight back to your office and bask in the warm adulation of your co-​workers as they scarf hot eastern yumminess.
Unfortunately they aren’t open early otherwise I would pick up breakfast here.

In my endless quest to be cooler than all you people I shunned the food stalls of Sunday UpMarket with their mobs of people wearing ironic large sunglasses, I turned my nose up at the hog roasts at Shoreditch cliches 93ft East and the Truman Brewery, and I certainly wasn’t going to join the More4-​loving set lunching away at shiny chain restaurants in what used to be wonderful Spitalfields. No, I decided I’d abandon the Time-​Out guided Sunday masses and wonder the wrong way down Brick Lane in search of authentic options.
And because of that my lunch for £2.40 consisted of two of the best spinach samosas I’ve ever had and two hearty but dry fish cakes. It was window placement of these savoury cakes, samosas and pakoras that magnetised me into Ambala. The rest of the shop was largely devoid of the Bangla sweets they profess, but do I look like I’m bothered? It was lunch time, I wanted something salty, satisfying and solid value and I found it in spades.
Next time you do the sunday brick lane thing, give Ambala a look. Don’t just be another sheep having free range tofu sausage crepes with the other Nathan Barleys.