Christmas may be coming, but we still had one more place to visit.
How would it do, compared with last year?
Extra effort was clearly not part of their tactics.
All seemed happier with the food - even the late arriver!
Total improved on last year though.
It is not just about the food - the sloping floor up was extra special!
Not much can be said about just one complimentary drink though!
Good time altogether.
But back to the details of the night.
An extra guest, on top of the two allowed, arrived.
Special games involved in finding the writer of this piece
Tragically, I lost on a technicality
All was forgiven by our Chair who does not hold a grudge!
Rasoi didn't stay open to entertain afterwards
Dismal report - but the message is in there somewhere.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Saturday, 30 October 2010
EASTERN PROMISE VISIT OCTOBER 8TH 2010
In our bright waistcoats, the club set off
To Herstmonceux, some curry to scoff.
The food was fab and the beer was cold,
We were looked after well, the truth be told.
The poppadom was hard on Henry¹s ring,
But we all know he¹s used to that sort of thing.
A nearby table gave us chutney to taste -
It was hotter than hot, but none went to waste.
Brave Gibson sweated his way through a korma
Which probably made his poor bot quite soreŠma (what? You want poetry, finda poet)
Great staff, good food, free drinks, the lot,
It was worth going out on a night not so hot.
And before we finished and walked out the door
83.85% was the final score.
LoveMatt
To Herstmonceux, some curry to scoff.
The food was fab and the beer was cold,
We were looked after well, the truth be told.
The poppadom was hard on Henry¹s ring,
But we all know he¹s used to that sort of thing.
A nearby table gave us chutney to taste -
It was hotter than hot, but none went to waste.
Brave Gibson sweated his way through a korma
Which probably made his poor bot quite soreŠma (what? You want poetry, finda poet)
Great staff, good food, free drinks, the lot,
It was worth going out on a night not so hot.
And before we finished and walked out the door
83.85% was the final score.
LoveMatt
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Monday, 13 September 2010
The Rose of Bengal - 10th September 2010
Restaurant: Rose Of Bengal
Address:2-3 Crowborough Hill, Crowborough, East Sussex TN6 1DG
Tel: 01892 662252
Date: 10.09.2010
Report by Justin - again!
The evening was a much anticipated event being at the outer limit of our range - almost constiuting an "Away" match. It is a restaurant with a good local reputation. Below is the interior:
The party of Mango Chutney Club "irregulars" arrived gathered around 7.30pm, starting with the traditional "we curry no favour" toast.
Popadoms arrived at around 8pm and whilst being loaded with onions, chutney and lime pickle and drinking Cobras orders were taken at 8.15. Hadow the Currymaster General, conducted the grand popadometer test with an excellent result.
At 8.40 Mark made a presentation to Hadow of an important piece of literature which included detailed anatomical studies of a species originating from the geographically specific area of Asia Minor.
Then Henry, praise to his name, developed a new game which was to guess something - and I was closest or furthest away which meant that I ended up writing this review - yet again!
At 8.50 Henry the Wonderous leader fined James Gibson for making 4 phone calls to a member in Denmark. Starters arrived at 8.52 and they went down very well - general consencus was excellent, although the scoring will tell!
At 9pm the Badge award ceremony commenced. Badges were awarded for participation in our storming success at the Uckfield float. James, Richard, Bob Henry, Alan and Dave (although James said Dave was rubbish).
At 9.30 main courses arrived, again all very good and all finished by 10.00 - a good sign. The general comments were excellent and the majority really enjoyed their meals - wait for the scores
At 10.25 a game of Spoof was initiated which culminated in the final between Justin and Dave ...and what a final it was! I won!
At 11.03 Christos (below) was celebrated as Man of the Month, having come "back from the brink" and we are all pleased to see him out of hospital, where the chances of getting a good curry are non existent!
Complimentary drinks and chocolates were generously provided without any prompt!
As always, judging was firm but fair. Notable scores were Atmosphere: 7.75 out of 10 and food quality a storming 18.5 out of 20! Overall score was an excellent 100.8.
Above is Hadow and numbers man Daryl checking on the fiscal prudency. The bill per person was a reasonable £33.00 per person
The presentation was made by the Grand Curry master General Hadow
Evening ended at 11.50pm. A great evening and a triumph for the Rose of Bengal.
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR!
Address:2-3 Crowborough Hill, Crowborough, East Sussex TN6 1DG
Tel: 01892 662252
Date: 10.09.2010
Report by Justin - again!
The evening was a much anticipated event being at the outer limit of our range - almost constiuting an "Away" match. It is a restaurant with a good local reputation. Below is the interior:
At 8.40 Mark made a presentation to Hadow of an important piece of literature which included detailed anatomical studies of a species originating from the geographically specific area of Asia Minor.
Then Henry, praise to his name, developed a new game which was to guess something - and I was closest or furthest away which meant that I ended up writing this review - yet again!
At 8.50 Henry the Wonderous leader fined James Gibson for making 4 phone calls to a member in Denmark. Starters arrived at 8.52 and they went down very well - general consencus was excellent, although the scoring will tell!
At 9pm the Badge award ceremony commenced. Badges were awarded for participation in our storming success at the Uckfield float. James, Richard, Bob Henry, Alan and Dave (although James said Dave was rubbish).
At 9.30 main courses arrived, again all very good and all finished by 10.00 - a good sign. The general comments were excellent and the majority really enjoyed their meals - wait for the scores
At 10.25 a game of Spoof was initiated which culminated in the final between Justin and Dave ...and what a final it was! I won!
At 11.03 Christos (below) was celebrated as Man of the Month, having come "back from the brink" and we are all pleased to see him out of hospital, where the chances of getting a good curry are non existent!
As always, judging was firm but fair. Notable scores were Atmosphere: 7.75 out of 10 and food quality a storming 18.5 out of 20! Overall score was an excellent 100.8.
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR!
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
Friday 9th July 2010 - Bonani Battle High Street
Friday night was here on with the MCC regalia a knock on the door and we were off heading for Kensington to get the MCC bus (kindly driven by Jeff)
A quick stop on the way at the Café Rasoi to refresh our dry throats after the long walk and on to the bus!
Stopping on the way at the Barley Mow to pick up two more Mcc members sitting out side with empty pint glasses. Next stop Battle.
Entering the curry house to join up with the other Mcc members already there and this months European guest Pete who was quickly made a member and squeezed into a XXL regalia And tying his tie to match the rest of his physic.
A quick round of DRAFT Cobra and on to the Mcc toast (We curry no favour).
The papadoms arrived which had a good result on the papadometer test.
More cobra and on to heads and tails which Dave P won in two rounds (quickest game ever).
Next (the reason I am writing this match report) guess the year that Henry’s relation won the men’s singles at Wimbledon.
Another cobra to drown my sorrows for winning and to be honest I can’t remember any more apart from Mr P reminding me about the fly that they took out of James’s wine with the ice tongs and gave back to him.
A quick stop on the way at the Café Rasoi to refresh our dry throats after the long walk and on to the bus!
Stopping on the way at the Barley Mow to pick up two more Mcc members sitting out side with empty pint glasses. Next stop Battle.
Entering the curry house to join up with the other Mcc members already there and this months European guest Pete who was quickly made a member and squeezed into a XXL regalia And tying his tie to match the rest of his physic.
A quick round of DRAFT Cobra and on to the Mcc toast (We curry no favour).
The papadoms arrived which had a good result on the papadometer test.
More cobra and on to heads and tails which Dave P won in two rounds (quickest game ever).
Next (the reason I am writing this match report) guess the year that Henry’s relation won the men’s singles at Wimbledon.
Another cobra to drown my sorrows for winning and to be honest I can’t remember any more apart from Mr P reminding me about the fly that they took out of James’s wine with the ice tongs and gave back to him.
Friday, 9 July 2010
James' Christmas Outing Report (at last - just 6 months late!!!!!)
Just Put it on My Account
The 1st MCC Away Match In London
Expectations were running high! It was 2.55pm and Justin was packed and I’m not just talking about the contents of his trousers. We were gathered outside Kensington Domestics on the high street awaiting the arrival of the Jeff and the mini-bus to whisk us away to Sevenoaks station to catch the train to Charing Cross. I had bought supplies for the journey from the Co-op, eight cans of Stella, half a bottle of scotch and four bottles of J2O for Jeff. The MCC had never been more ready
It was now 3.05pm and we were getting a little worried. Where was Jeff?
Just as panic was about to set in, Jacqui, with Jeff in the passenger seat, pulled up to the curb next to us in her car. Panic set in! “The bus wouldn’t start.” explained Jeff
Henry with his usual blend of quick thinking and self preservation dived into the back seat and suggested that there was enough room in the car to get four of us to Stonegate station for the 3.23pm train. That left six of us! Dave bravely volunteered to fetch his Zafira and take us to Sevenoaks to catch the train. That act of selflessness still brings a lump to the throat even now.
The race was now on to get to Sevenoaks. Texts were being exchanged between team Henry, who after a drive of only 7 minutes had successfully boarded the train and were hurtling towards London, and team Dave who were, through the lack of consideration from other road users driving slowly and keeping to the speed limit, were struggling to keep up. Eventually team Dave pulled into Dels office car park and met up with Alan. Henry rang to inform us that they were just pulling out of the station. The race had been lost and that was before they joined the queue for tickets behind a couple trying to buy a cheap, away-day, maxi-saver, travel card. Half an hour later the British Rail employee had finished ripping them off and it was now the turn of Team Dave. Oddly it all went quite smoothly and in the blink of 15 minutes we were on the train. Now we were seated comfortably Paul pointed out that there was no point in carrying all of the lager around so me might as well drink it. So we did!
After a journey made shorter by drinking we pulled into Charing Cross. We disembarked and Del took the lead, guiding us towards our first port of call, THE PUB. We marched through the majesty of the West End towards the promise of an old English pub and a warm pint. After quite literally 5 minutes of constant walking we arrived at The Walkabout. Cold lager and football! Well it was Saturday afternoon. Del and Dave were glued to the wide screen TV’s as the two Premiership Goliaths, Chelsea and Bernlie Burnly, Berny ( Oh sod it! Somewhere near Bolton), kicked of. Meanwhile the MCC welcomed 2 new members, Paul and Alan. The beer was flowing and Chelsea scored first to a great cheer from all of our fellow drinkers except two, Dave and his new friend, Bernleys Burnies Somewhere near Boltons other supporter. Dave need not have worried, Somewhere near Bolton equalized to the sound of two blokes jumping up and down, cheering.
Not all of us were finding the football as spell binding as the rest and someone suggested that we could move on to another pub while the rest watched the match.
We set out to find another venue and one of our group recommended a dance studio that had a bar and alcohol licence. With the MCC members being great patrons of the arts this seem like a perfect pre-dinner venue. We took the tube and one stop later we arrive outside the studio. The helpful commissionaire on the door, resplendent in his uniform of Doctor Martin boots and a black bomber jacket, asked us if we had attended any productions staged by the studios performers before. We all said we hadn’t and he gave us some useful advice on how not to get our heads kicked in, and he then confiscated my emergency bottle of scotch.
Inside it was obvious that like so many of the capitals “theatres” the studio was in need of renovation We quickly decided to sponsor the cutting edge dance interpretation of a contemporary music arrangement, by all putting a pound coin in a beer glass that was being passed round by the performers. One of the members entered into a artistic debate with a very attractive black dance artist and she consented to wear the MCC tie during a performance for a nominal pledge of extra sponsorship. I think that we all found the her elegance and poise spell binding. When she had finished her dance she circulated amongst us and she then agreed to dance on a one-to-one basis wearing the full MCC regalia. Having studied her musical movement techniques closely during her previous performance, I was more than willing to be the first of our group to experience this. I feel that I must admit to finding it impossible to put into words what I saw and that the doggerel that I write would not do it justice.
The 1st MCC Away Match In London
Expectations were running high! It was 2.55pm and Justin was packed and I’m not just talking about the contents of his trousers. We were gathered outside Kensington Domestics on the high street awaiting the arrival of the Jeff and the mini-bus to whisk us away to Sevenoaks station to catch the train to Charing Cross. I had bought supplies for the journey from the Co-op, eight cans of Stella, half a bottle of scotch and four bottles of J2O for Jeff. The MCC had never been more ready
It was now 3.05pm and we were getting a little worried. Where was Jeff?
Just as panic was about to set in, Jacqui, with Jeff in the passenger seat, pulled up to the curb next to us in her car. Panic set in! “The bus wouldn’t start.” explained Jeff
Henry with his usual blend of quick thinking and self preservation dived into the back seat and suggested that there was enough room in the car to get four of us to Stonegate station for the 3.23pm train. That left six of us! Dave bravely volunteered to fetch his Zafira and take us to Sevenoaks to catch the train. That act of selflessness still brings a lump to the throat even now.
The race was now on to get to Sevenoaks. Texts were being exchanged between team Henry, who after a drive of only 7 minutes had successfully boarded the train and were hurtling towards London, and team Dave who were, through the lack of consideration from other road users driving slowly and keeping to the speed limit, were struggling to keep up. Eventually team Dave pulled into Dels office car park and met up with Alan. Henry rang to inform us that they were just pulling out of the station. The race had been lost and that was before they joined the queue for tickets behind a couple trying to buy a cheap, away-day, maxi-saver, travel card. Half an hour later the British Rail employee had finished ripping them off and it was now the turn of Team Dave. Oddly it all went quite smoothly and in the blink of 15 minutes we were on the train. Now we were seated comfortably Paul pointed out that there was no point in carrying all of the lager around so me might as well drink it. So we did!
After a journey made shorter by drinking we pulled into Charing Cross. We disembarked and Del took the lead, guiding us towards our first port of call, THE PUB. We marched through the majesty of the West End towards the promise of an old English pub and a warm pint. After quite literally 5 minutes of constant walking we arrived at The Walkabout. Cold lager and football! Well it was Saturday afternoon. Del and Dave were glued to the wide screen TV’s as the two Premiership Goliaths, Chelsea and Bernlie Burnly, Berny ( Oh sod it! Somewhere near Bolton), kicked of. Meanwhile the MCC welcomed 2 new members, Paul and Alan. The beer was flowing and Chelsea scored first to a great cheer from all of our fellow drinkers except two, Dave and his new friend, Bernleys Burnies Somewhere near Boltons other supporter. Dave need not have worried, Somewhere near Bolton equalized to the sound of two blokes jumping up and down, cheering.
Not all of us were finding the football as spell binding as the rest and someone suggested that we could move on to another pub while the rest watched the match.
We set out to find another venue and one of our group recommended a dance studio that had a bar and alcohol licence. With the MCC members being great patrons of the arts this seem like a perfect pre-dinner venue. We took the tube and one stop later we arrive outside the studio. The helpful commissionaire on the door, resplendent in his uniform of Doctor Martin boots and a black bomber jacket, asked us if we had attended any productions staged by the studios performers before. We all said we hadn’t and he gave us some useful advice on how not to get our heads kicked in, and he then confiscated my emergency bottle of scotch.
Inside it was obvious that like so many of the capitals “theatres” the studio was in need of renovation We quickly decided to sponsor the cutting edge dance interpretation of a contemporary music arrangement, by all putting a pound coin in a beer glass that was being passed round by the performers. One of the members entered into a artistic debate with a very attractive black dance artist and she consented to wear the MCC tie during a performance for a nominal pledge of extra sponsorship. I think that we all found the her elegance and poise spell binding. When she had finished her dance she circulated amongst us and she then agreed to dance on a one-to-one basis wearing the full MCC regalia. Having studied her musical movement techniques closely during her previous performance, I was more than willing to be the first of our group to experience this. I feel that I must admit to finding it impossible to put into words what I saw and that the doggerel that I write would not do it justice.
Saturday, 5 June 2010
Newick Village Tandoori - 4th June 2010
Restaurant: Newick Tandoori 7/9 Church Road, Newick, E. Sussex BN8 4JU
Tel 01825 723738
Heads and tails commenced at 8.55 and James "the not so gay but certainly not going to knock it until he's tried it" Gibson won £4 which he generously donated back to MCC funds.
At 9.35 a game of Spoof was initiated which culminated in the final between Justin and Tony ...and what a final it was! if anyone can remember who won, please post a comment. Next up was an opportunity to guess the combined age of Matt and Lauren and I think the three finalists were Paul, Mel and James with a combined age of 41years and 4 months - fortunately putting them over the legalised age at which you are allowed to participate in curry.
Lauren was the invited to judge a "LOVELY LEGS" competition and although James Gibson's heavily scarred legs were in the running it was Dave P's pins that won the day - it's funny how Dave P is always the one that ends up being the "ladies man" at our dinners!
Having been instructed earlier in the evening to think of a game that our FAMOUS guest TONY (the games inventor) could take and develop, now was the time when we could present our ideas. Dr Richard B's "Wii Fit Blue Asia" raised a titter. Tony then described a game called SHIVER which is like a penguin shaped Jenga - Tony was fined a £1 for being a smart arse! James TGB came up with a great brand name under which to sell this new game "SPAC-ATAK". Tony our famous guest is pictured below.
At 10.55 complimentary drinks and chocolates were generously supplied, with hardly a mention. The beverage "sub-committee" also made sure that Matt and Laren were rewarded with a nice glass of rose for their time and trouble.
The judging commenced shortly after 11.15pm with a reasonable 85.5. Scoring was poor on fiscal prudency. Had Matt and Laren not been there, the score may have been lower!
The presentation was made by the hardly awake Hadow, clearly suffering from an attack by a king cobra! ...or several king cobras!
The evening broke up (quite literally) just before midnight.
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR!
Date: 04.06.2010
Report by Justin - again!
Report by Justin - again!
The evening was a much anticipated event being at the outer limit of our range and a restaurant with a good local reputation
The party of Mango Chutney Club "irregulars" arrived gathered around 7.30pm, starting with the traditional "we curry no favour" toast.
I have taken the liberty of publishing a picture of our great leader Henry, taken during his "Cool" phase. It also serves as a reminder of what our great chairman looks like when he is wearing a tie! On the engagement in question at the Newick Tandoori, he singularly failed to come with his full regalia - yes, he was tieless!
I have taken the liberty of publishing a picture of our great leader Henry, taken during his "Cool" phase. It also serves as a reminder of what our great chairman looks like when he is wearing a tie! On the engagement in question at the Newick Tandoori, he singularly failed to come with his full regalia - yes, he was tieless!
After popadoms had been loaded with onions, chutney and lime pickle and Cobras had been drunk, Hadow the Great, conducted the grand popadometer test.
Then Henry, praise to his name, developed a new game which was to guess the number closest to the one on Christos' dry cleaning ticket - and I was closest which meant that I ended up writing this review - yet again!
At 8.40 Henry the Wonderous leader read the uncompleted match report from the MCC Christmas extravaganza in Brick Lane written by James the gay builder. We look forward to it's conclusion.
Starters arrived at 8.45 and they went down very well - especially the mixed platters.
Then Henry, praise to his name, developed a new game which was to guess the number closest to the one on Christos' dry cleaning ticket - and I was closest which meant that I ended up writing this review - yet again!
At 8.40 Henry the Wonderous leader read the uncompleted match report from the MCC Christmas extravaganza in Brick Lane written by James the gay builder. We look forward to it's conclusion.
Starters arrived at 8.45 and they went down very well - especially the mixed platters.
Heads and tails commenced at 8.55 and James "the not so gay but certainly not going to knock it until he's tried it" Gibson won £4 which he generously donated back to MCC funds.
At 9pm the main course arrived. Most people happy but Christos had Chicken Tikka Mossala and was not impressed - all will be revealed with the scoring!
It was at this point that Matt and Lauren, who were a very nice young couple out for a quiet curry, became embroiled in the MCC evening! Lauren was desperate not to have her picture taking but fortunately, just as I was taking a picture of the Grand Cobra Taster Hadow's right hand, I caught Lauren in all her glory! (please note absence of Hadow's neck tie).
Lauren was the invited to judge a "LOVELY LEGS" competition and although James Gibson's heavily scarred legs were in the running it was Dave P's pins that won the day - it's funny how Dave P is always the one that ends up being the "ladies man" at our dinners!
Having been instructed earlier in the evening to think of a game that our FAMOUS guest TONY (the games inventor) could take and develop, now was the time when we could present our ideas. Dr Richard B's "Wii Fit Blue Asia" raised a titter. Tony then described a game called SHIVER which is like a penguin shaped Jenga - Tony was fined a £1 for being a smart arse! James TGB came up with a great brand name under which to sell this new game "SPAC-ATAK". Tony our famous guest is pictured below.
The judging commenced shortly after 11.15pm with a reasonable 85.5. Scoring was poor on fiscal prudency. Had Matt and Laren not been there, the score may have been lower!
The evening broke up (quite literally) just before midnight.
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR!
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
7th May 2010 - Café Rasoi
With a great turn out of members plus a new guest, a fantastic evening was had by all. We welcomed our new guest, Andrew.
The Café Rasoi did the MCC proud with excellent service, food and a good supply of Cobra.
Throughout the evening games of spoof and heads and tails were played by all, with Justin winning the spoof and missing out on writing the match report, with Dr Dickie and Darryl winning the heads and tails. We thank them both for re-investing their winnings back into the Xmas fund albeit it did take some time for Darryl to part with his winnings.
A big thanks to you all for accessorizing the evening with the WE CURRY NO FAVOUR REGALIA from multi coloured beads (Jerry), Hammer away James, Hair by Dave, well done to you all.
The regular scoring was carried out at the end of the evening and a top score of 101 was awarded to the Café Rasoi. During the scoring we must pay a special thanks to the guest Andrew who contributed heavily to the xmas fund in being fined for consistently not being aware of what topics were being scored.
The WE CURRY NO FAVOUR Trophy was awarded to
Thursday, 8 April 2010
K2 - Our Third Visit of 2010!
Our third visit of 2010 (not including our Christmas visit to
We managed to receive a welcome drink in the waiting area before being seated at our table – something not managed since Dine Asia last year. A good start to the evening.
Once seated at the table more cobras were ordered, as was Simon’s 2010 drink of choice. Yes, the pink wine was supped with panache!!!!
The evening started with the ‘court case’ regarding the non-appearance of
Most of the rest of the evening was taken up with trying to contact Mr Gibson, who, conveniently, was not taking any messages that evening. It also later transpired that James had been inconsistent with his story about non-attendance – attending another event that may or may not have been booked in advance with or without trying too hard to excuse himself from it. It seems like another court case will need to take place at the Star of Bengal – although all signs point towards a guilty verdict!
Most of the MCC members were positive about the starters except Dr. Dick, who for some reason unbeknown to any rational person, ordered the same starter as last year. The irrationality behind this choice was that he said that it was a dry dish, the same as the previous year and that he was too fond of it then!!!!!
We then played the obligatory game to determine who should write the match report. Fortunately for the blog, neither Justin or James were in attendance so it was always likely that an account of the evening would actually be written. ‘Mr Fix-it’ Del will no doubt be mildly pleased that his multitude of followers will have something to read for March – unfortunately the blogger’s computer has been out-of-action for a period of time hence the delay!
The rest of the evening was a blur for many of us. Our newest member – another Dave – offered many members discounts on various computer items. He will of course be bringing a mobile computer shop with him to our next venue (if it will fit into the back of the taxi from
The evening ended with
The evening ended with silliness from Mr Fix-it and Mel, throwing lumps of sugar around the room. Apologies on behalf of the MCC must go to the
Judgement for the evening was good. The score was just below the 100 mark taking it straight to the top of the pile of 2010 restaurants. Like ‘The Curry Inn’,
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Friday, 19 February 2010
2011 venues could be open to 'product placement'
It has been brought to some people's attention that comments have been made about how to ensure that a restaurant can be included in a future grand tour of the MCC. The MCC (a totally for profit organisation) is always open to suggestions from restaurants as to possible venues. Of course, we would recommend that any suggestions are accompanied by the percentage discount for the final bill (current percentage to beat is 25%) and how many free cobras will be on offer.
If there are any companies that are willing to have 'product placement' at future events need to contact our chairman at chairman.henry.plantman@mangochutneyclub.com Alternatively please contact james.sherrydrinker.shirtlifter@gibsondemolitionworks.com
If there are any companies that are willing to have 'product placement' at future events need to contact our chairman at chairman.henry.plantman@mangochutneyclub.com Alternatively please contact james.sherrydrinker.shirtlifter@gibsondemolitionworks.com
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Sonar Gaon - good but uneventful!
Restaurant: Sonar Gaon Indian Restaurant High St, Wadhurst, East Sussex TN5 6AQ
At this point in my notes I have something about a "problem in Vancouver and no show"
but it could be something about a problem with a van and snow!
At 9.27 the main courses were cleared away and general banter ensued. Del enquired as to the size of Geoffs toolbox and James was heard to tell Simon that Darren had "banged one out " in his Rose wine.
At 10pm a game of win or lose which was the £1 to rupee ratio. I think i won against Ross and if I did I would have given the winning to MCC funds!
At 10.15 the Judging commenced and there were some complimentary drinks and chocolates forthcoming. The score is recorded by the Heathfield Pythagorian - Hadow.
Tel: 01892 782284
Date: 12.02.2010
Report by Justin, vice curry marshall.
The evening was much anticipated - a return to the restaurant that last year was famous for it's "last night a DJ saved my life" event. Also known as the restaurant that sounds like a Radar station.
The party was a small party being only 11 members. We were seated by 7.40 and started with the "we curry no favour" loyal toast
Cobras and popadoms were ordered and the fun began. It should be pointed out at this point that Simon ordered a bottle of Rose wine. Yes this was Simon, not James "the gay builder".
At 8pm our orders were taken.
Henry the Great invented a new game and we all had to guess the last three digits on his £10 note, Justin was the closest and donated the £2 winnings back to the MCC funds. At 8.10 we were all given numbers and the waiter guessed number seven which was my number which is why I ended up writing this report again!
Starters arrived at 8.27 - very quick but possibly down to small numbers. Over starters Hadow spent the entire time desperately trying to sell Jerry Taylor a plant - should there be a no business to be discussed at this social event?
The first game of spoof commenced at 8.45pm and after some very "stiff" competition Del won. At 9.03 the main courses arrived and we tucked in. Generally I think dishes were considered to be OK but not oustanding.
Date: 12.02.2010
Report by Justin, vice curry marshall.
The evening was much anticipated - a return to the restaurant that last year was famous for it's "last night a DJ saved my life" event. Also known as the restaurant that sounds like a Radar station.
The party was a small party being only 11 members. We were seated by 7.40 and started with the "we curry no favour" loyal toast
Cobras and popadoms were ordered and the fun began. It should be pointed out at this point that Simon ordered a bottle of Rose wine. Yes this was Simon, not James "the gay builder".
At 8pm our orders were taken.
Henry the Great invented a new game and we all had to guess the last three digits on his £10 note, Justin was the closest and donated the £2 winnings back to the MCC funds. At 8.10 we were all given numbers and the waiter guessed number seven which was my number which is why I ended up writing this report again!
Starters arrived at 8.27 - very quick but possibly down to small numbers. Over starters Hadow spent the entire time desperately trying to sell Jerry Taylor a plant - should there be a no business to be discussed at this social event?
The first game of spoof commenced at 8.45pm and after some very "stiff" competition Del won. At 9.03 the main courses arrived and we tucked in. Generally I think dishes were considered to be OK but not oustanding.
At this point in my notes I have something about a "problem in Vancouver and no show"
but it could be something about a problem with a van and snow!
At 9.27 the main courses were cleared away and general banter ensued. Del enquired as to the size of Geoffs toolbox and James was heard to tell Simon that Darren had "banged one out " in his Rose wine.
At 10pm a game of win or lose which was the £1 to rupee ratio. I think i won against Ross and if I did I would have given the winning to MCC funds!
But more importantly! - who is the member CLEARLY coming out of the (water) closet which has LADIES on the door? name and shame!
At 10.15 the Judging commenced and there were some complimentary drinks and chocolates forthcoming. The score is recorded by the Heathfield Pythagorian - Hadow. And who can believe that a nice girl from a hen party from Crowborough who were sharing the restaurant was caught on the MCC's security camera coming out of the loo without the ladies name on it! She does look a little shocked!
The bill was £37 per head. We had all left by 11pm
A jolly evening had by all
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR
The bill was £37 per head. We had all left by 11pmA jolly evening had by all
WE CURRY NO FAVOUR
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
What made the builder gay!
James is now extremely happy to be the designated builder for MCC events. Although the snow did inhibit the size of his tool, he was still able to give it a good bang at the Curry Inn. From now onwards he will be plugging holes with great happiness at all future venues. Whenever he does this he will have a gay disposition!
To add to his monopoly on the building front, he is also trying to take over the reins from our dear doctor friend and become the First Aider for all future events. Let's hope that no-one needs the kiss of life!!!
To add to his monopoly on the building front, he is also trying to take over the reins from our dear doctor friend and become the First Aider for all future events. Let's hope that no-one needs the kiss of life!!!
Curry Inn Revisited
It was an excellent turn out considering the extreme weather with everyone arriving by 7.45.
There was also another first - a lady visitor – the young Sue Maguire.
We were given a very warm welcome and we didn’t have to wait long for the Cobras to come out, a nice bottle of chilled white for the lady and not forgetting Strongbow for cider slob Simon.
Then came the poppadoms with a selection of dips which scored very highly on the poppadom scale.
We didn’t have to wait long for our order to be taken but at the same time we didn’t feel rushed.
Our curries were hot and tasty apart from Ross’ which he wasn’t overkeen on.
Overall, the meal and atmosphere were very good throughout and the service extremely friendly.
Most of us ordered deserts and Sue seemed to enjoy my banana fritter a bit too much I think…
Complimentary drinks were offered by staff and taken up by all, and very nice they were too.
The evening wasn’t spoilt by the bill either as that was extremely reasonable for the amount of food (and Cobras) had by everyone.
Darren Parsons
We curry no favour
Thursday, 28 January 2010
Previous Message
Mr Justin Hobson esq has formally agreed to pay a fine for the late arrival of the match report for November 2009. No doubt he will double this fine as a result of believing that we went to the takeway venue called Mr India rather than the restaurant Cafe Rasoi. We apologise for any upset of distress that this may have caused anyone.
Did Justin Know Where He Went To!!!!!!!!!!!
MANGO CHUTNEY CLUB
Restaurant: Mr
Date: 27.11.2009
Report by Justin Hobson - filed on 29th January 2010
The evening was a much anticipated event and there had been the rumours and mutterings about "saving the best till last" ...would it be true, the anticipation was like the smell of cumin hanging in the air.
The party of Mango Chutney Club "irregulars" gathered around 7.30pm with the gathering being complete by 7.50pm, starting with the traditional "we curry no favour" toast.
After popadoms had been loaded with onions, chutney and lime pickle and Cobra's had been imbibed, the first game of spoof commenced at 8.15pm which Christos won. Orders for starters were taken and the evening was in full swing. It was then that
At 8.45 The Chairman (or Grand Ooompalumpah, as he is sometimes referred to) announced the MCC FC "Man of the Match" award which was presented to JAMES GIBSON (aka the Gay Builder) the team's football keeper.
At 8.40pm, under the Chairman's direction, we moved seats, which meant that (as normal) we moved places but were still sat next to the people we had been sitting next to!
At 8.55 we started a Table1 vs Table2 game of spoof which wouldn't be concluded until later as at 8.59 our starters arrived! The waiting staff were a little perturbed "you've all moved!" they said.
After our starters, under the chairman's supervision a game of heads or tails was played to boost funds for the Christmas Brick Lane Extravaganza to be held in January. Christos won and it should be noted that he donated his £4.75 winnings to funds.
The final of the inter table spoof competition was between James Gibson (aka the Gay Builder) and James Leach (aka Chocks-away). James Gibson won the final but lost most of his winnings as he paid several fines for swearing in an "un-builder" like way! (cripes)
The main courses were all served at 9.54pm although Ross's main course didn't arrive until 10.05!
Generally speaking, everyone seemed exceptionally pleased with their main courses and there was much cross-dressing, oops, I men cross trying of people's dishes! Plates were cleared by 10.35pm and there was much after dinner conversation about the music which culminated in a "traditional music dance off".
Complimentary drinks and chocolates were generously supplied, with hardly a mention, from the beverage and chocolate "sub-committee"! It is worth noting for the record that James Gibson's sherry was supplied with hardly a raised eyebrow in the house!
The judging commenced shortly after 11.00pm, two notable results being the initial welcome which scored 4.99 out of 5.00 and the fiscal prudence scoring 15 out of a possible 15!
The evening broke up (quite literally) shortly after midnight.
Looking at the figures, this was the highest scoring restaurant of 2009 and I think it is fair to say that for everyone that attended, this was the best MCC dinner so far!
Sunday, 3 January 2010
Inaugural Mango Chutney Club Desert Classic 2009
"Let’s call it an 8"
The eagerly awaited tournament was met by an overcast day, heavy rain expected, a mixed bag of players and no-one was to be disappointed! 8 people started but only 6 finished!
The first group consisted The Chairman, Darryl, Richard M and James G and the second group consisted of Bob, Dave P, Simon and Del. The first ball was struck at 10.30am in pleasant conditions, but by the 3rd hole the rain had started to fall, fairways becoming heavy and greens flooding. These were perfect conditions and no-one battered an eyelid or even mentioned the conditions (not in my group anyway!).
It all happened at the Par 3 third, not only did Darryl chip in from the bunker for a skilful 2, but James ended up on his backside slipping down a bank and causing mud damage and embarrassing stains to his tailored Corduroy trousers!
On we yomped,liked soldiers in the Falklands, with Richard improving greatly on his auspicious start in the flora and fauna of Wellshurst! Despite James leaving his woods in the garage, he did well to make the Ladies tee on more than one occasion.
By the ninth, the rain had turned to a steady torrential downpour, but nothing was going to stop real golfers from completing the event and gaining a new badge; so Dave and Del decided to head for the comfort of the clubhouse and a fine!
This left Simon and Bob to play on together and not having to worry about Del’s random number scoring system! At the 14th, the nearest the Popadom game was played, perfectly won by the left handed James who tossed one up into the wind and stopped 5m from the Popadom: a jar of Sharwoods Mango Chutney was his (his golf shot was good too!)
The 17th saw 14 deer on the fairway, which soon took to the woods when Darryl blasted another drive away, in search of victory. The 18th was a welcome sight to all, with the bedraggled players playing out net pars and a sprint to the clubhouse ensued.
20 minutes later Bob and Simon appeared through the gloom. A warm drink and a fresh wardrobe for James, appearing like a Nevada Bob male model for golfing attire and the presentation was upon us.
The first prize was a £50 voucher, very kindly offered by the Rasoi and a winners medal (to be worn at all times on the regalia) was won by Darryl, 2nd Richard, 3rd Simon, 4th Your Chairman, 5th Bob, 6th James. 7th Del and 8th Dave (the last two going to a phone vote).
A big thank you for everyone that played, to Darryl for supplying some of the prizes, for the staff of Wellshurst and for the great company of like minded curry fans!
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