Indian curry
I went to a curry restaurant with my family at a yesterday’s dinner where authentic curries are served by Asian Indian’s cooks. There were many kinds of curries like vegetable, keema, mutton etc. Since we were not familiar with the kinds, we ordered different kinds of curries.
I had a mutton curry. I felt it slightly emitted a rustic flavor. My father chose a keema. And my son ate a chicken curry with a piece of tandori chicken. Their choices reminded me of a story of my new boss.
He has just moved back from India since January. He was there for five years as a president of a joint venture companies in India. At a welcome party, we asked him what he ate there. He replied he was eating a curry Udon (Japanese wheat noodle) every day. At first he seems to have eaten an Indian curry like a keema. After he looked at a track which carried a cage packed with chickens to a slaughterhouse, he became unable to eat chicken curries. He expressed they appeared not to be a foodstuff but somewhat a rubbish. I heard a rate of vegetarian are quite high in India. So it may not be an odd sense if he could not eat chicken.
When we visited the restaurant at the previous time, we weren’t able to eat a portion of naan. We ate whole naan at this time. It was delicious. While we took meals, it was full of seats. It proved the taste good.
By the way, we threw the welcome party for my new head at a Yakitori-ya restaurant because he requested. He couldn’t eat chicken in India but can do one in Japan.






