Prashad is an informal place with a few tables, and the seven of us take up about a third of the room. Still, it's clean and well-lit, and what we're here for isn't ambiance so much as food. Prashad is one of Bradford's vegetarian Indian restaurants, and it's really good at what it does.
I started with the house special, pethis, cozy, tasty potato-and-spiced-coconut balls, served on token greenery. They were tender and the flavors were complex, but not overwhelming. There was similar appeal, complexity, and restraint to the idli sambar, rice flour dumplings with two dips, a thin lentil soup, and a fabulous, thick creamed coconut. The mango lassi was decent, but the Malabar lassi was very good indeed, flavored with onion, cumin, anise, and all sorts of other things. Its layers were like the essence of a tomato-and-onion salad, infused into yogurt.
While waiting for the taxi, chilperic and I took a moment to check out the attached deli, serving Indian sweets and savories, good for eating on the go. He bought our group a selection of sweets, and so it was I finished the meal back at the hotel, with a lurid red "halva", quite unlike the halva I grew up with. This was a dry, Jello-like block with spices and nuts suspended within its chili-red depths. The first bit, mostly the base, was bland, but it grew on me with every bite, the spices and nuts layering up in appealing ways.
It was a refreshing, filling, delightful meal, with good company and good food. Whenever I'm next in the area, I'd be delighted to return.