Afghan Bread, 250 Hampshire Road, Sunshine. Phone: 0468 559 955
The eatery/bakery known simply as Afghan Bread has been mentioned here before – as part of a CTS Westie eats goss post a year ago.
But that was just in passing.
On this lovely Sunday, we’re back in modest force simply to eat.
And we do.
Really, really well.
In quite a few ways, Afghan Bread – which spruiks Afghan and Persian cuisine on its window signage – is the epitomy of what CTS adores in an eating place.
Seemingly something of an accidental restaurant, its dining room (such as it is) has just a few tables and chairs, the place’s bakery operation spilling out into this area via a flatbread-carrying conveyor belt.
The menu is mounted above the serving counter, with the prices being very low.
The service is welcoming and smiling, albeit requiring goodwill and patience to surmount happily a language barrier.
There you go – just about everything we love!
And while, given its nature, this isn’t the sort of place to have won attention and plaudits in the wider community (yet), the buzzing coming and going we observe as we enjoy our meal leaves no doubt this is very definitely a mainstay of the Afghan community and others “in the know”.
Bennie and Deb both choose the tikkah kebab ($15).
This consists of fabulously delicious cubes of high-class lamb, barbecued just right.
The serves are huge.
We think so, though nothing so robust as cumin. The meat speaks and eats for itself.
Bennie even opines: “I think this may be the best lamb I’ve ever eaten!”
The meat dishes are accompanied by a wonderful dipping sauce – minty, vinegary and of only mild spiciness.
Well yeah, but the dishes are basic – add-ons up the overall cost just a little.
We order two breads ($2 each), a bowl of yoghurt ($5) and a plate of rice ($5).
But even then, we eat royally for a miserly total of $55.
And most of the rice and yoghurt – and one of the breads – go home with us.
My chicken korma ($13) is cooking of quite different kind.
More stew than curry, it is a typically Afghan concoction – cooked down, tomatoey, mildly seasoned.
It, too, is wonderful.
And not a bone to be found.
Because of my excitement over our Sunday lunch, I forget to photograph the bread.
So I return a few days later for a solo lunch, this time choosing the shami kebab.
So far as I can tell, these are the same as – or very similar to – what in other places are usually referred to as shish kofta.
The meat is sublimely juicy and I buzz with the joy of it.
The shami kebab ($13) plus one bread see my lunch costing $15.