The only thing better than a 3 hour Golden Girls marathon when you're feeling socially tapped-out is a copious amount of Indian food delivered right to your door.
I discovered Cari Mela about 2 months ago coming home from a gruelling Advisory Committee meeting that had me obsessing about the Bilbo Baggins quote: "I feel... thin. Like butter scraped over too much bread." I got home, went online, ordered from Cari Mela and it was good.
So last nite, same deal. I got home from the Folk Fest on the canal and called in Cari Mela. Thirty minutes later, I'm chatting it up with my room-mate, dishing out a sizeable portion of Aloo Gobi (potatoes and cauliflower), Sag Aloo (yummy spinash), Chana Bhuna (chickpea dish), some garlic-and-hot-pepper rice as well as some naan and puri.
First thing I notice is man, this is really salty. And that's saying a lot. As a general habit, I believe in rigorously salting everything I eat above and beyond whatever went into it while cooking. So yeah, if I think this is salty, it totally is (fact confirmed by my room-mate). Still - just cause it's salty, doesn't mean it isn't a yummy rewarding experience...
The Aloo Gobi was just fine in my book. Nice greasy sauce and thick well-cooked chunks of patates and cauliflower. Same with the Sag Aloo and the Chana Bhuna. Both super oily and flavourful and went a long way towards healing the remainder of the morning's hangover.
The breads were al-right... Nice thick chunk of naan (I would have appreciated it more if it had been oiled-up - but whatev - I have oil at home) and the weirdest, flatest, least-greasy puri I've ever had in my life - whereas everywhere else I have it it comes as a greasy, soaking wet piece of deep fried bather, this one was flat, slightly moist and very bready. weird.
And that was my night in with Cari Mela!