Years ago, long before I hatched the idea of making a food review website, I visited Stock Pot on someone's recommendation. I can't really remember much except that I had some kind of Indian dish and it was terrible. After that experience, you can hardly blame me for not going back there. But recently, people have started hyping the place to me again. People have sent me emails, asking me to review it, and friends and acquaintances have wholeheartedly recommended it. So, why should I play hard to get? Here I go again!
”my lamb felt like i was chewing a phone book”
But seriously, people, why the hype? It started out just as dreadful this time. To begin with, I ordered the lamb Rogan Josh (most expensive thing on the menu that day, mind you). While I'm waiting for my food, some guy sits down next to me with a plate of some rice and curry chicken, and... it looked exactly how I remembered it. A boring plate of rice with some meat covered in yellowish brown, thick goo. Then my Rogan Josh arrived, and it was my turn. It looked exactly like that guy's food, only with a dark brown color. All it took was one bite to discover that Stock Pot hasn't improved one bit since my first visit. My lamb felt like I was chewing a phone book, and it was covered with some super thick paste which was just wrong in every aspect. You know these ready-to-use Patak's Indian sauces that you can get at the supermarket? Imagine some Polish company making a cheap copy of that, using all the wrong ingredients and screwing up the texture. That was my Rogan Josh. Also, the sauce was so thick that the failed attempt at naan bread didn't suck up any of it. It was like wiping your ass with aluminum foil.
”i'm a culinary masochist”
OK, as is more and more obvious by now, I’m a culinary masochist. Therefore, I gave Stock Pot one last chance. And finally they got something right. The Tom Kha Pla soup was actually genuine Thai, had a fair amount of spiciness and was all in all rather tasty. But then it was time for the so called ”Freestyle Chicken”, and here we go again… Greetings, Polish Patak’s. We meet again.
For dessert, though, I had a little piece of heaven. A super fresh chocolate mini muffin with some kind of chocolate/chili filling. Just amazing. How ironic, then, to find out that the muffin wasn't made by Stock Pot, but by the muffin place further up the street.
Stock Pot is proof that hype works. The question is - how much longer?