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Naan.
Ba-dum-tss!
I am an Indian food noob. This is my second time trying Indian food after a ten-year hiatus. The first time I had the cuisine, my body rejected life itself. Like seriously, I was stuck in the bathroom all night, cursing whatever deity that punished my G.I. with such pain. I think I aged like 50 years in there and I don't know how I didn't become, "The Girl That Lives in Her Bathroom." How's that for a visual, yo.
Enough bathroom talk. Let's talk food!
Vada Pao: This was fun to eat. Imagine a giant deep-fried potato fritter/croquette nestled in between a sweet squishy bun. Top it with a green chili pepper chutney and a sweet dark-colored chutney and it was amazing. Did you know this is also called a "Bombay Burger?" While delicious, it was way too much for my stomach as we actually received our appetizer at the end of the meal.
Chicken Curry: At medium spice, it was a slow steady heat. The first few bites was an explosion of flavor. It felt like there were fireworks going off in my mouth and I needed to order some rice to cool off my mouth. After getting some rice, the heat just continued to grow with every bite. Towards the end, it was pointed out to me that my complexion went a bit rosy around the cheeks. Is there alcohol in this? Am I getting the Asian Flush? Oh well. It tasted great and I loved every bite. The curry was velvety and just all around good eats.
Vegetable Indian Fried Rice: So since I had chicken in our curry, I went and got vegetables in the fried rice. I think I'll always get the vegetable fried rice here. It had deep-fried cauliflower in it which made it fun to eat and gave it a nice texture. Yum! I got the rice at a mild heat since I wasn't feeling like absolutely killing myself with Indian spice.
Tikka Fries: Just get these. Tikka masala is like Ketchup and Curry's lovechild. You'll love it! The fries are even topped with crushed dried chili flakes.
An applause for the bold and addicting flavors of Curry & Scoop, y'all. As I type this, I feel an inferno in my stomach and I'm absolutely scared to poop. Spice isn't a taste but a pain. The pain is what makes spice so addicting. I guess I'm a masochist!
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