inside the curry house

I should eat out more often. We’ve got some nice curry restaurants in town, not too pricey. And love curry.

It was one of the gang’s birthday this week, so the plan was go eating. I had deliberately starved myself all day* and I still struggled to eat the giant vegetable biryani (and I made the mistake of having sag paneer side dish too) even though I am big pig and eat pretty much anything placed in front of me. I even had to leave some of it, which is unheard of.

I think I’m going to make effort from now on of having a curry every week, even if it’s a take away.


*well, that’s not strictly true, although it was my plan. supernoodles aren’t strictly food, are they?


A large Curry

This afternoon, I shall be preparing a huge mouth-meltingly hot curry. And even though I will make enough for a meal tomorrow too, I will probably eat it all tonight. Portion control be damned!

I’m starting with a jar of Madras – which I don’t normally do, I usually use curry paste, but the sauce was on special offer – and then I’m just going to add loads of tomato, chillies, spinach, onions and chick peas. And probably some green beans and anything else I can find in the freezer. It won’t much resemble a proper Madras curry when I have finished, buti don’t care.

With brown rice or even mixed brown and white basmati. Yes, that is what I shall do. And I will probably be listening to Stuart Maconie’s Freak Zone show on the radio while I’m doing it.