Me.
Sepia Mutiny has an informative, link-laden and mouth-watering post about the first ever British Curry Awards followed immediately by another wonderful post on London's first Indian Restaurant.
Very fascinating stuff. And it reminds me that the last time I ordered dinner in, they forgot the papadums. This shall be rectified.
UPDATE!!
They didn't forget the papadums! The papadum truck hasn't been stopping by! They've been out for weeks! There is a papadum shortage!
I blame the struggling petrol industry.
Luckily for me and my papadum jones, I remembered that I had some raw pre-fab papadums ready to heat up. They were tasty even though they smelled oddly of fish. In an edible sort of way, mind you.
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