The Loaded Naan Last Sunday the skies were blue and the sun as bright as a button. Brilliant I thought, I’ll take myself off into town and grab a bite to eat and a beer in the sun. It was a lovely day for it, so in the car I jumped and off down to the docks I trotted.
As I watched my emotionless almost robotic like sever place the fillings in the wrap I decided to crack a joke. “Don’t be shy, pile it on!” Not even a sideways look! Drizzling the mint yoghurt and spicy sauce over the meat the young lady just looked at my sandwich like she was facing a 10 year stretch for manslaughter! I was given my change in a metal bowl. And my now rather delicious looking naan.
However upon getting down there, the weather decided to change slightly. The wind had picked up and some clouds had started to form. After half an hour looking for somewhere in the sun to sit and eat I gave up on A faint “thank you” came from behind her cloth the idea. It was just too cold in that wind. So I mask which I’m guessing aren’t that healthy to settled for a takeaway sandwich from one of be wearing in a kitchen environment to begin the many food stalls near the now redundant with? water fountains. I walked away and tucked in. It was incredibly I had a look at several of the stalls on show, good. Fresh, bursting with flavour and warm. and eventually chose “The Loaded Naan”. Everything you’d want in a sandwich like this. Serving up freshly cooked fillings, crisp As I tucked in every mouthful was a delight. It’s salads and slaws all served in a toasty warm just a shame the filling wasn’t as bountiful as naan bread. My sandwich of choice was the I’d have liked. Great sandwich but not worth spicy pulled lamb, with coleslaw and cucum- the £8.50 price tag. ber salad. Article by Peter Abraham I had made my choice, gave my order to the Food critic. masked server behind the counter. Now to eat out of any of these stalls isn’t cheap, so one would hope that you would get your fill? 44
