And the pattern continued for more than a year and a half in Pasadena: every time I suggested Indian food, she said no. Finally, on a cold Halloween night after having a few beers, our friend Carla and I were able to convince her that we should all go out for Indian. Our dinner that night was excellent; it was Elizabeth's first Indian food of any kind and she loved it. "Now I understand why that restaurant was always crowded," she announced.
So now, all these years later, I never have a struggle convincing Elizabeth to get Indian food with me, especially on cold nights. And last night was cold and snowing. Indian food sounded great. But then something else hit me: why not just make it at home? Sure, it might not be as authentic, but it would still be good, and quite comfortable.
Here's what I did:
"Well, yeah," I replied. "I want to be able to take a good picture."
"That's all you care about? Photos for the blog?"
"That's not all I care about... that's just the only important thing."
They carry two kinds of samosas: chicken or potato. Since the main entree here was chicken, I opted for the veggie, full of potatoes and peas. Less than five minutes in the oven gets them hot and a touch crispy.
I like the samosas with the mango chutney.
It was a very nice dinner. We had plenty of leftovers, so I'll probably be getting creative later today. A chicken curry pizza on naan may well be in my future.