Over the past one and a half years, the two girls of “Two girls and a car” have ditched the car, and jumped on the plane to London four times. Ingvild and Janne have travelled together three times, and Ingvild has taken her sister, sister-in-law and mother once.
All four visits have one thing in common and quite frankly this one “thing” is reason enough to travel to London.
The common denominator of all trips is one, or more than one, visit to Café Spice Namaste close to Tower Hill Tube Station.
We dare to say it may be the best indian restaurant in Europe.
(If you have problems finding it – here are some directions.)
The people at Café Spice Namaste have turned indian cuisine and hospitality into an artform, seemingly without too much effort. They serve you fantastic food, but most of all, they make you feel so at home, so welcome and so special that you would be stupid not wanting to return.
Though their restaurant always seems to be packed both for lunch and for dinner, they don’t fail to recognize us 6 months after our last visit.
The food. It might be stating the obvious, but Café Spice Namaste‘s version of indian cuisine was somewhat of a revelation to us. It isn’t like we hadn’t had Indian before. Far from it. But this food is something special.
We always choose the same appetizer; Papadums, pickles and chutneys. You never know what you get here, but you can be assured that the taste-combos are so mouth-watering that you will never be disappointed. Each main course on the menu seems to have a story attached, so take your time before deciding. Also – remember to order (a couple of different) naans – Peshwari naan being our absolute favourite.
Café Spice Namaste used to have a particularly fabulous chicken curry that seemed to be a blend of thai and indian. Unfortunately they have taken this curry off the menu, but there are still great tastes to choose from. We recommend to choose a set tasting-menu. Trust these masters of indian food – they know what they’re doing.
And for the record; we had dinner there last night and wouldn’t dream of not returning tonight.













































