Let me tell you the story of the flatulent Chicken:
As soon as I punctured the packaging, this disgusting odour emanated from the Chicken that was to be cooked for dinner! This odour was so comparable to flatulence that Prasad and I thought the other was the culprit of a major gas leak. My tired brain thought the smell will go away once the chicken is cooked. Yes, I lack all sense and sensibility when I'm tired or sleepy - and at the time of the incident, I was tormented by both! (tiredness and sleepiness, not sense and sensibility) So I emptied about half a bottle of Thai green curry pesto into the disgusting thing, and, yes, it got worse. This was the first time I ever tried a readymade pesto. This was a brilliant move.. because if I had stuck to the original idea of cooking Butter Chicken from scratch, I would've sobbed all night.
We had dinner at Priya's - Butter chicken and mutton curry with gigantic chapatis
I'm feeling terrible about the binned Chicken and the half bottle of pesto that went with it :(
Friday, August 29, 2008
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