Yak & Yeti

Walk into Yak & Yeti and you've properly left Truro behind. The place has that lived-in warmth you get when a restaurant actually knows what it's doing—no faffing about with fusion nonsense. The menu reads like someone's homesick letters from Nepal, with proper momos, dals that taste like they've been simmered for hours, and curries that build rather than just burn. You'll spot regulars tucking into their usual orders, families spread across tables, couples on dates. It's the kind of spot where the staff remember what you had last time, even if you haven't been in months.