Feeding nostalgia

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THE British Raj has been a long time dying. One vestige — the restaurant Veeraswamy — established 100 years ago in London’s Regent Street, is threatened with closure.

Before 1947, visiting Indian aristocracy patronised it. it catered also for ‘India-returns’ — a sentimental breed of white Britishers who wished to recall imperial aromas. The restaurant claims the abstemious Mahatma Gandhi as a client. That is implausible. In 1931, when Gandhi travelled to London to attend the Round Table Con­fe­rence, he took two goats with him to provide him fresh milk. It is unlikely his goat would have been carried to Veer­a­s­wamy’s first floor restaurant. (It was such dietary obsessions that caused Gandhi’s acolyte Sarojini Naidu to complain: “It costs a lot of money to keep this man in poverty.”)

Pre-1947, Veeraswamy’s menu offered “Madras chicken curry and khurgosh ka salan (rabbit curry)”. Many have forgotten that war-time Britain survived on rabbit meat until, in the 1950s, the myxomatosis epidemic destroyed rabbits as a source of protein.

By 1952, as migration from the subcontinent to the UK increased, the menu adapted to a more discerning demand. It advertised: chicken korma, chicken vindaloo, tikka kabab, andpoppadums(papads).

Will royal support save a dining legend?

In those days, few subcontinental students could afford to eat at Veeraswamy’s. They resorted instead to sprinkling Bolst’s curry powder over their braised beef. They tended to eat at cheaper restaurants in and around Warren Street. For reasons of economy, cooks used the same curry base for every dish — whether meat or vegetables or dal — with the result that every dish looked and tasted the same. (Racists once spread a rumour that Indian restaurants curried tinned cat food instead of fresh meat.)

The property in Regent’s Street presently occupied by Veeraswamy is owned by Crown Estate. To forestall eviction, the present lessees are planning an appeal to King Charles III, reinforced with a demonstration outside Buckingham Palace. They complain of ‘cultural vandalism’.

They could also remind him that curries and his royal family have a long association, starting from the reign of his great-great-great grandmother Queen-Empress Victoria.

Shrabani Basu, in her fascinating book Victoria & Abdul, describes how Queen Victoria’s Indian munshi Abdul Karim prepared dishes for her: chicken curry, daal and pilaus, improving later to exotic biryanis and dumpukht. The Queen described them as ‘excellent’. One reason for their appeal may have been Abdul Karim’s insistence on grinding the raw spices himself, rather than using imported curry powder.

Curries prepared by her Indian servants were served to her and her guests almost daily, but only at lunch. Another author Annie Gray, in her book The Greedy Queen mentions that “long before Karim, curry de poulet appeared on the dinner menu at Windsor Castle on Dec 29, 1847”.

Her son Edward VII loathed Abdul Karim with a vehemence he reserved for his mother’s earlier favourite — the Scottish ghillie John Brown. Edward’s eating preferences were European. Breakfast for him included fried sole, haddock, bacon, poached eggs, lamb cutlets, devilled chicken, and roast woodcock on toast. [Lahori breakfasts can be as heavy.]

Curries returned to the royal table with his son King-Emperor George V. He was partial to Madras prawn curry, a taste he acquired during his tour of the East in 1905-06. His granddaughter the late Queen Elizabeth II enjoyed the occasional curry, provided it was mild. Her husband Prince Philip liked his spicier. In 1953, to mark her crowning, the royal kitchen created a dish called Coronation Chi­c­ken, a curry tempe­red with fresh cream.

Western sommeliers or wine tasters avoid curries. They fear that their palates might get damaged. Other Wes­terners find it difficult to handle our local specialities. For inst­a­nce, Margaret Thatcher, on a visit to Lahore in 1996, was once served a perfectly roun­ded fried puri. She frowned, and then asked imperiously: “What do I do with it?” Her host replied: “Deal with it as you did the Labour trade unions. Puncture it with a knife!”

Today, the UK has about 8,000 ‘Indian’ restaurants. Over 75 per cent are owned or managed by Bangladeshis. London alone has 3,600 — more than Mumbai and Delhi combined. Soon, chicken tikka masala — two chefs from Glasgow claim to have invented it — will replace fish and chips as Britain’s favourite takeaway dish.

Despite their excellence, no desi restaurant has received a Michelin three-star rating. Only two restaurants in the UK have a two-star rating. And four (including Veeraswamy) were awarded a single star rating. No restaurant in either India, Pakistan or Bangladesh has attained that coveted culinary award.

It seems curry fiends prefer quantity to quality, Food Street to Regent Street.

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Published in Dawn, February 5th, 2026

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