Here’s the universal buffet truth: you always get a plate, think you’re done, and then your stomach whispers, “But what about the seekh kebabs?” So you go back for Plate Two, which is basically a felony in the court of your own diet. Shahi Masala encourages this behaviour.
By Plate Two, you’ve abandoned all pretense of manners. Your fork is now a shovel. You’re negotiating with your own conscience: “One more scoop of paneer tikka won’t hurt… I’ll do an extra lap of the car park tomorrow.” You won’t. But it’s okay.
The naan bread situation is also a highlight. They bring it out hot, straight from the tandoor, and it’s so fluffy you could use it as a pillow. You will literally tear it apart with your bare hands, and you will not feel an ounce of shame.
Shahi Masala Buffet Restaurant, Birmingham - Restaurant menu, prices
The Sweet Finish
Just when you think you can’t possibly fit another morsel, you spot the dessert table from the corner of your eye. It’s like a lighthouse in the fog of your food coma. The gulab jamun are little syrupy sponges that are basically legal hugs.
You’ll see people doing the “dessert lean” – you know, where you take a spoonful of kheer (rice pudding) and sort of tilt your head back to let it slide down your throat, because your stomach is now a closed road. It’s a beautiful, human moment.
And the kulfi? Forget about it. It’s so dense and creamy it should have its own postal code. One bite and you’ll forget the name of your own street. Truly.
So, if you find yourself drifting down Burney Lane in Birmingham, with a rumbling belly and a need for some serious cheer, look for Shahi Masala. It’s not just a dinner; it’s a celebration of eating until your belt begs for mercy. Bring your appetite, leave your diet at the door, and prepare to nod at a stranger over a shared basket of naan. You’ll be glad you did.
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