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| - We purposely drove along the Penna. turnpike with growling stomachs for hours, just because we were jonesing for Indian. It was quite a gamble, as we usually can't withstand our hunger pains and give in to a sandwich at Sheets.
We staggered into Coriander in a low blood sugar-induced coma-like state, and the friendly host promptly seated us in a booth. A minute later, some crispy chips arrived with the ubiquitous triangular serving dish containing chutney, the green stuff, and the brown stuff. I have no idea what these substances are, but we love them!
The momentary raise in our sugar levels allowed us to review the menu and place our orders: lamb vindaloo (10 on the hotness scale) and palak paneer (7 on the hotness scale.) We were tempted to get south Indian dosas, as they are so hard to come by as most restaurants focus on northern Indian fare, but we didn't want to gamble.
The food came promptly, and it was delicious! The vindaloo didn't disappoint with the spicy heat, but I should have been more conservative in anticipating my ability to absorb fire. That was my fault, not theirs. I even said when ordering, "Make it a 10. I've been to India before, so I know what that means." Idiocy. My wife's palak paneer was creamy and dreamy.
We walked out of the restaurant with full bellies and korma-eating grins on our faces. We'll be back next time we're in Pittsburgh, Coriander India Grill!
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