If you're near Kings Cross, and you've got a little bit of time to kill waiting for a train, there are far worse things you could do then spend it down the Wellcome Collection.
Passing it by would be a mistake - this place is great. It's a big, bright quirkily decorated room with lots of benches and some of the nicest staff I've ever come across in a London eatery.
On the day I visited, the menu was mung dal with coriander, rice, cabbage masala, and fresh salad with lemon and coriander. That's pretty much the the extent of the savoury menu. OK, so you don't get a lot of options, but when they're this good, that doesn't matter.
The mung dal kind of snuck up on me - in my mind, dal is the food equivalent of a comfort blanket: soft, warming, benign. This one had a delayed action chilli kick: the lentils lulled me into a false sense of security before the heat amped up. So good. (The cooling salad and rice were a handy fire extinguisher.)
The cabbage masala was one of the nicest things I can think of to do with the much maligned brassica, rendering it down into soft, slippery shards without a truckload of grease.
I was full (and full of delight) after my Thenga lunch, but I still decided to take a cake home with me. All the cakes, I'm happy to report, were vegan. (Sometimes there are non-vegan parts to the savoury stuff, but there's always a vegan equivalent on hand, I was told.)
I asked the guy behind the til what cake I should go for, and he pointed me in the direction of a peanut butter flapjack. I'm a flapjack-sceptic, but I was prepared to be won over. Stuffing it into my face later that day, I was surprised by how moreish the little square of oaty, chocolatey loveliness was. These people are magicians!
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