Emperor Of India

After a days walking we both fancied a decent curry to warm us up so we went for the Emperor of India after checking out their menu.
The first thing that struck me is that quick check of the menu meant we knew the menu better than the staff! Ordering a pint of Cobra resulted in confused looks and us having to find the item on the menu to prove we weren’t making it up.
The starter was adequate, just not very tasty in my opinion. I think I might be spoiled by places like Aagrah and Akbars in Leeds where the flavours are exceptional but the ‘special’ starter just didn’t live up to its name.
The mains were also to the same quality as the starters, probably to the same standard you would expect from your local takeaway (which is fine but for the £50 we spent you expect a bit better) Strangely the Chicken Tikka Massala had pineapple in it? Never had that before.
On the plus side, the cashew pilau rice (after proving to our server that the dish DID exist as part of their menu) was excellent and the Naan breads were perfect.
Probably wont be going back but if you did want to try, get a takeaway as they offer a 15% discount…

Great atmosphere and feel, really good food at very reasonable prices. Enjoyed our night out and would definitely go again.

My first impression of the Emperor of India was formed by one of the other customers, who was having a heated debate with one of the waiters at the end of his meal. The gist of it seemed to be that they’d brought him out a bowl of butter instead of a bowl of ice cream, which is a bit weird, but we thought he was going a bit overkill on the complaint.
And then we sat down to our own meal. They got the order wrong, brought everything at different times, and then shortchanged me by about £15. Customer service is evidently not the Emperor’s thing.
The food in itself wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t good, either — too oily and not up to the standard you’d expect for the prices they were charging, which I put down to the fact that this seemed to be the only Indian restaurant in a tourist village — the captive audience means they can charge what they like, and I guess they don’t rely on repeat custom.
One to avoid!