Another Saturday, another curry. As it turns out this is the first 'proper' meal I have all day which in retrospect explains possibly my worst game of rugby for the past ten years in which I knocked on pretty much everything, and managed to miss almost every tackle coming my way.
It seems a day spent learning to drive, entertaining the milos in the park, then cycling to Isleworth *without* actually eating anything means you play like a tuberculosis-ridden chimney-sweep suffering from dropsy. V poor, but the curry was good!
sources
tomato curry - Simon Hopkinson, Delicious, November 2007, p86
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
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