With the Covid infection rate getting scary again, we’ve decided to return to our lockdown arrangement of swapping a weekly night out at a restaurant for a weekly night in, with a restaurant home delivery. Our only previous experience of Baity was in 2018, a couple of days after it opened, when we had an OK meal. Much as we like Middle Eastern food, we’ve never felt a need to return. I did, however, have a fancy for the Palestinian “national dish” of musakhan – on the bone chicken thighs and drumstick, spiced with sumac (it could have done with more) and served on a flatbread with caramelised onions. I was also in the mood for following their recommendation of how to eat it – “bare hands”. It was a winner. But when is roast chicken ever other than a winner?
We also shared a decent houmous and falafel. Fattoush was a pleasant enough salad with nice bits of crispy bread (but could have done with more lemon in the dressing). Halloumi fries were disappointingly soggy (but that may have been due to the home delivery).
There was a yoghurt dip and a couple of flatbreads. We perked it all up from our own cupboard stock of olives, pickles and extra khobez bread.
It was an OK dinner but, the musakhan aside, there was nothing really to tempt us away from the likes of Yara and Janna in Cheadle.
