Ivory Arch

Ivory Arch has the patchy charm of a roadside eatery in a developing country somewhere. The aggressive high school prom lights twinkling away and the corrugated metal siding transport you most of the way there, but it’s the waiter’s seeming annoyance that people would dare to eat there on a Friday night.
We started with some papadum, which as usual is just an excuse/​vehicle for mango chutney and yogurt sauce. The mains were average London curries, nothing to call home about, but also nothing that thrusts you into power on the ivory throne later.
The sag gost (spinach and lamb) is solid here, and we wiped up every bit of it with the buttery naan.
The rajma isn’t a dish I’ve seen anywhere else, and it’s honestly pretty good. French beans and chick peas cooked in a yellow slush of onions and peppers, it’s a good way to earn back some food karma after all the other meaty meats.
Ivory Arch transforms into a takeaway place on the other end linked by a small kitchen, so don’t be afraid to holler at your waiter if you need anything. Poor guy is trying to run two joints at the same time, so resist helping yourself to the bar in the back.
Bill came out to £20 per person, but the six of us had appetizers, mains, breads & rice, and multiple rounds of Tiger beers (and a parting shot round for the road just for luck).

I have two friends who are straight-​edge vegetarians and they’ve brought me here several times. I was a bit skeptical at first but after I tried some of the meals, I started liking it. The restaurants definitely deserves a chance and I would recommend it. The menu is great and you can choose from a big selection of salads.