Page 81 - Vegan Life - Issue 59 (February 2020)

and sweet, giving an authentic taste, just how you’d imagine
an Asian-inspired dish to be. The texture of the vegetables was
tender and fell apart in the mouth. If it wasn’t for trying to save
space for the rest of the dishes, I could have quite happily inhaled
this in one go. A must-try if you visit! The crispy okra salt and
pepper accompanied well to the saucy dish, providing a savoury
crunch to balance out the plates.
Next to arrive was the Bombay mock ‘chicken’ — and if you
enjoy spice, you’re in for a treat. Served with celery, Szechuan
chilli and mixed peppers, this dish packed a real kick. While even
a jalapeño is probably too much for me on the spice scale,
I appreciated the bold tang of this plate.
The sides of bing bread, which had a pancake like texture
and sweet taste — great for mopping up any letover sauce — and
sweet potato fries arrived switly aterwards and were a welcome
way to cool our mouths down.
By this point, the table was crammed with dishes and there
was hardly any room for drinks, let alone the next plate of veg
manchurian (not that I was complaining!) which consisted of
mixed veg croquette with shallots, coriander and soy sauce.
This came with the sides of stir fry broccoli and fried rice. Once
again, it was apparent that so much thought had been put into
arranging and presenting the food in way that complemented
each other.
At some eateries which aren’t strictly plant-based and
serve meat and dairy as the main bulk of their menu, the vegan
options can occasionally seem a bit like box-ticking with little
imagination, however, this really was not the case with Fatt
Pundit. I loved every single dish and it was clear they had put so
much efort into creating a menu that vegans will feel incredibly
satisfied by. I finished the meal absolutely full to the brim, and
Fatt Pundit were kind enough to box up all the letovers so
I could take away and enjoy the next day — dreamy. Not only
was the food exceptional, but the staf too were incredibly
attentive, ofering us drinks and topping up my tap water without
us even asking. I was driving myself home that evening so could
only enjoy a mocktail, but that too, was delicious. I’d go back in
a heartbeat. ■

For more information, visit fattpundit.co.uk

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