Mexicans on a siesta, Vietnamese out cold, the option between lies in India. Sign on the counter is out of the way and watching others order is all that it takes to jump into the line.
For a regular plate, mango chicken, butter chicken and aloo matter mushrooms over a ladle and a half of white rice. The woman reassures that there will be sauce despite polite requests to cut down and have just the meat of the matter.
There is still bite to the chunks of chicken, shy of being utterly tender and depleted of coherence. Sauce isn't a problem, fear of flooding not even coming into the frame.
For mild, it lingers on being rather staid, still knows how to work a sweat. This more of personal conditioning than spices in the food.
Soon Van - Wednesday, 18 October 2006 - 17:25
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