Imperial Flavors

I normally take a few moments to review a restaurant after eating there. Nothing crazy, i don’t need to sleep on it or anything. I just like to take some time to think about how I’ll articulate the experience.
This time, however, I found myself rushing to write about it. No time to think about things. Must write this down.
This restaurant has fantastic food. I ordered delivery, and it came through about 10 minutes ahead of schedule. Despite the fact that i have a lift in my building, the smiling delivery man took the stairs. I have no idea why — he tried explaining to me, and I just laughed out of courtesy. As soon as i bit into my first piece of jerk chicken though, I immediately regretted this courtesy.
I should have listened to that man. I should have shaken his hand and told him how wonderful the world is, and how beautiful the word «tomorrow» sounds. I should have invited him in to watch the sequel to Dirty Harry, which was a terrible movie, but probably would have served as yet another talking point. More importantly though, i should have listened. I should have asked him to tell me more. That’s how i feel right now, having just eaten a few forks full of calaloo (something i had only heard of in a song by Dead Prez — it’s delightful).
They gave me a plate of salad for some reason — it had coleslaw on it. I haven’t eaten coleslaw in more than a decade, but i decided to this time, having been so pleased with my other two items. Wow. Coleslaw is amazing. I am literally eating it with my fingers between typing these words. I am scooping it onto slices of cucumber, and eating it like that. Is that how you’re supposed to eat coleslaw? I’m sure i’ve seen people use a fork.
This restaurant makes brilliant food, and their service is impecable. Best delivery food in NW London.