rick stein's chicken chettinad

At the end of a week which for a variety of reasons seemed to last forever, we’re into celebratory curry mode tonight, accompanied by the first alcohol of the week and a repeat of Take Me Out.

Can life get any better? Admittedly before we can unleash the unholy, soul-soothing trinity of chicken chettinad, wine and/or beer first there’s the small matter of two job applications to get through, and the shopping to arrive from Mr Ocado between 20.30 and 21.30.

Or 21.45 as it turns out, which means whilst having more time to successfully make my CV seem in anyway convincing, it does mean dinner is not served until eleven-ish, and we’re a little drunk and starving. Actually, is that not the perfect state to be in for curry?

sources
chicken chettinad - Rick Stein's India, p216