The Deansgate Indian

Mike Bhatt

In February 1987 we met Mr Mike Bhatt. We had trawled the streets of Fallowfield, Rusholme and the Moss on our company bikes for work – Spiffing Images Design had just started to turn a profit so The Kid and I ventured into dark, dank Deansgate. An entrepreuner long before the TV shows of Masterchef or The Great British Bake-off, he owned The Deansgate Indian restaurant. He was a maverick restauranteur with local art on his walls and a penchant for additive-free cooking. With Commie Ken we later became waiters for him, but first he fed us royally on his pristine white-clothed tables and commissioned the most amazing posters which warned the public of the perils of msg colourants and additives. We were enthralled. One night after an exceptional dopiaza with saag aloo and spinach bhajis – I noticed my company bike had been nicked. On the five mile car journey back home to Moss Side, Mr Bhatt launched into a rant on Kierkegaard, Nietzsche, obese kids, the Big Mac food culture, starvation in his home country of India, the grip of pharmaceutical companies on the food chain, aspartame and sugar artificials. When we reached the Moss headquarters of Spiff Images – I breathed a sigh of relief.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s