In Dubai: Burj Khalifa and Amal Restaurant

A rather belated blog entry as we flew to Dubai on Wednesday to stay with our son, daughter in law and two gorgeous 2 year old twin grandchildren Abigail and Lola. So we come back to Dubai, a city, for those affluent enough to enjoy it, of spectacular architecture, rampant (as some would see it) consumerism, and unashamed luxury. On Friday (first day of the weekend here) we were taken out to the excellent Amal Restaurant which is one the third floor of the Burj Khalifa, the world’s tallest building. I’ve included photos of this architectural wonder – of course, not everyone would agree with my evaluation – in the blog before, but I’ve only taken photos in the daytime. At night, the Burj Khalifa becomes even more of a building out of science fiction. Night photography is not my best – I need to do much more homework but below are two photos taken from the restaurant balcony and looking up to the top of the building, which has 160 storeys.

Looking up to the top of the Burj Khalifa

Looking up to the top of the Burj Khalifa

Looking up to the top of the Burj Khalifa

Looking up to the top of the Burj Khalifa

The Amal Restaurant is by a country mile, the best (and yes, most expensive) Indian restaurant that we have been in. It is part of the Armani Hotel – representative of the unashamed luxury referred to above) which has the modest strapline of “A world of sophisticated beauty”. The restaurant has a very tall ceiling and it is decorated with (thin) arches to give it a cathedral like appearance. The complimentary starter made of semolina and fruit was delicate but very tasty – picture below.

Semolina cake and fruits

Semolina cake and fruits

 

I had intensely flavoured lamb and my wife had sea bass with a mild curry sauce, which she voted best ever. One of the biggest differences from “ordinary” (but still very good) Indian restaurants that we’ve been to in the UK and Australia, was in the quality of the naan bread. This was small, delicately herbed and spiced and cooked in a tandoori oven – pictures below of the naan bread and of a chef taking one out of the oven, taken in the kitchen (with permission) near to where we sat.

Nan bread in the Amal Restaurant

Nan bread in the Amal Restaurant

Taking nan bread out of the oven

Taking nan bread out of the oven

 

We are also going to the Dubai Masters Tennis tournament while we are here – more sophistication, more luxury – watch this space, as we live like part of the other half for  12 days.

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