The Continuing Quest for a Decent Korma

Korma became one of my favourite meals in fourth year of university, just in time before I moved to America where it can't be found anywhere. If you haven't heard of it, it's a nicely mild curry made with coconuts and occasionally cashew nuts as well. Indian restaurants in America sometimes have something that they call "Korma" on the menu, but it usually fails to resemble anything that I've previously experienced.

The "Coconut chicken korma" that I ordered tonight sounded promising, but after the Night Owl delivery man had braved the icy winds and storm outside to deliver it, what I found inside the bag was a small tub that contained a tomato-flavoured thermonuclear device. I did attempt to re-engineer the stuff by boiling it up with some cream and a spoonful of coconut sorbet, but I was totally unable to get it to calm down to something I could comfortably cope with, spooned out the chicken pieces, and detonated the rest of the liquid in a controlled environment. I think I'm going to have to accept that Indian restaurants here just haven't got the hang of it.

Additionally, why did no-one inform me that Top Gear was back on again? I've got three whole episodes downloading now and another one about to become available on Sunday.