Saturday, September 17

Curry, curry night

The story behind this song involves a Chinese family which had just moved to Singapore. But they could not stand the smell of the curry that their Singaporean Indian neighbors would often cook. They resorted to mediation. (via Sivin Kit, who is probably hankering for some curry from his post in Norway.)

Frankly, curry can be pretty strong. We knew when our next door neighbors were going to host the Sikh temple at their house in Turlock. The smells started in the middle of the night and drifted in through our open windows. By morning I understood how Esau could sell his birthright for a bowl of stew. I ♥ Indian curry.

1 comment:

Laura Springer said...

This is very timely: I'm having curry and cauliflower tonight for dinner. Yum.