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Review: Flava, Nelson
TAKING kebab-eating seriously can be a tough test. It can be a challenge to find a takeaway you haven’t tried before, so often the best way to approach it is by word of mouth.
If people are talking about somewhere, it is generally worth a visit.
I overheard a couple of teenage-ish kids — you know the type, with the jeans that don’t quite reach their bottom — and they were describing Flava as ‘sick, man’.
Now I am far from down with the kids but I understand that this actually means rather nice in modern parlance.
So I gave it a go. I took the internet option of ordering and 25 minutes later my Flava Special Kebab arrived in a taxi.
It was certainly a huge portion of grilled chicken, seekh and donner with salad — but maybe there should have been an alarm bell ringing when the taxi driver advised me to phone the takeaway if the food wasn’t up too much.
The donner meat was too greasy and the chicken overcooked, while the seekh kebab was OK but not in the same league as others.
The naan tasted a tad salty and, while everything was edible, I have certainly eaten much better.
But the real issue was the kebab cost a wallet-stretching £7.
That left me feeling just a tad sick — and not in the same way as my teenage review rivals meant.