Sarchnar

I’ve just come back from Dubai where I was for work and so was already in a middle-eastern frame of mind (title of my least popular pamphlet on love-making techniques). So it made sense when me and the Trouble and Strife happened across Sarchnar Iraqi Restaurant on the Edgware Road to hightail in and fill our boots.

The very friendly waiter advised us that the Sarchnar was a Kurdish restaurant and helped us navigate the menu, skipping the kebabs and curries and getting to the good stuff. T&S opted for the minced lamb skewers, similar to those found in Persian restaurants, but far crumblier and just as delicious. I went for the lamb Kuzi. Think slow cooked lamb shank, but make it back instead of haunch. The lamb was preposterously tender, flaking off the bone if I wafted my fork near it. It comes with a choice of sauce and the waiter kindly let me try two: white bean and okra. The Okra was appropriately exotic; the white bean sauce looked unfortunately like Heinz. This was accompanied by free soup, the lightest, crispy naan and pickles so salty and sour that it took a few minutes to unpucker my head. On top of which there were complimentary baklava and tea offered at the end. The point is don’t overorder. One main to share is sufficient. I felt like I was participating in an episode of Man vs Food except that there was no crowd egging me on and I’m not a despicable genital wart.

£26 for 2 people and no waiting. That reads like my escort ad currently featured in telephone booths all over West London.

I can’t recommend Sarchnar enough. OK, it doesn’t serve alcohol. But the food is delectable and the staff and atmos are tops. There is a rolling powerpoint presentation (take note all other restaurants) showing cultural highlights from Iraq and it was busy with a healthily ethnic mix of patrons.

جمهورية العراق!

From page of the menu - more menus should start with this sort of information dissemination.

From page of the menu – more menus should start with this sort of information dissemination.

Menu

Menu

Pickles!

Pickles!

Another textbook example of my hapless handling of my iPhone camera. The object of the photo? The lamb Kuzi peeking up from the bottom of the picture. Also pictured: lamb skewers, white bean sauce and Kurdish naan.

Another textbook example of my hapless handling of my iPhone camera. The object of the photo? The lamb Kuzi peeking up from the bottom of the picture. Also pictured: lamb skewers, white bean sauce and Kurdish naan.

Lamb Kuzi after - your eyes are not lying to you: them's vertebrae.

Lamb Kuzi after – your eyes are not lying to you: them’s vertebrae.

Baklava.

Baklava.

Look, I'm sorry. But you should know by now how truly awful my photography is. So in many ways, it's your fault for looking and you should apologise to me.

Look, I’m sorry. But you should know by now how truly awful my photography is. So in many ways, it’s your fault for looking and you should apologise to me.

Though you can't  drink in Sarchnar, you can go immediately next door and indulge in another vice. Melons.

Though you can’t drink in Sarchnar, you can go immediately next door and indulge in another vice. Melons.

Sarchnar Restaurant
397 Edgware Road
London W2 1BT
Tel: 0207 724 5577

 

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