Butter chick'n without the bird. Still iconic.
Chaat for the chronically snacky, masala for the romantics, and curries for people who eat while walking like they are in a montage.
Your nan would approve of the lentils. Your group chat would approve of the samosas.
This is the kitchen that treats plant protein like it always belonged in the gravy — pepper fry with attitude, rogan josh that simmers like a season-two subplot, poppadoms that arrive with main-character energy.
Come for the samosas, stay because someone ordered dal tadka and now you need your own. Hertford and Camden both — same spice drawer, same refusal to be boring.
Comfort-watch energy: long episodes, warm plates, zero filler.