The dish was was one unlikely to excite anyone who doesn’t seek to eat the entrails of Noel Edmonds’ pink and floppy pal Mr Blobby.
The Indian Fried Chicken that I ate at Indian Brewery had a lurid shade and flabby texture that will haunt my nightmares.
Take a look at the picture.
As appealing as having Boris Johnson’s saggy arse shoved in your face, no?
Beneath the shocking pink, greasy and flaccid skin lurked a layer that was yellow. The flavour was dull.
The wings had, the menu said, been marinated in Birmingham Lager, fried and “blasted” with a saucy glaze and Bombay sprinkle.
It seems to me that the spicing was over-cautious and the heat at which the unfortunate chicken was cooked wasn’t fierce enough.
I found comfort, though, in okra fries which were flavoursome and crisp – because they’d been deep-fried at a high enough temperature.
Pakora chaat – little fried spheres – also hit the target.
A roti served with yoghurt, a salad garnish and chicken curry was adequate.
Tarkha dhal served with similar accompaniments was good and runny.
But throughout the meal there seemed a distinct absence of oomph.
A fear of being anything other than parsimonious with the chilli.
Indian Brewery – a street food and craft beer joint under the railway arches in Livery Street – is perhaps struggling to cope with the extra demands of its recent expansion.
I’ve eaten there before and thoroughly enjoyed the food.
It’s still got quirky and lively decor and a good buzz. Service was charming.
But the dishes this time at best mildly pleased and – in the case of the chicken – was a big disappointment.
Need to know
Three of us paid £48 for food, two beers and bottled water.
There are veggie options.
It’s open throughout the day, including breakfast.
Plenty of parking nearby.
Birmingham B3 1EU.
0121 296 9000.