beleaguering ennui

Katja and I decided to go out. I guess it was kind of on a whim. It went something like:
-what do you want to do for dinner?
-I don’t know, maybe we could go out.
-Where?
-I don’t really have any opinion, is there anything you’ve been wanting to try?
-Not really. We could go to indian.
-I like indian. I was actually thinking about that, because we’ve recently had thai and pizza, maybe indian would be good.
-K. Do you want to look up showtimes?
-K.
We decided to go to food, and if we finished in time to go to a movie. But no stressing.
We had tried one place a little closer to us, which I didn’t really feel one way or the other about, but she was really turned off by what seemed to be very obviously frozen peas & Corn.
-It just makes it feel so cheap.
The next one we’d tried, is closer to the river, on your way east out of town. It’s not the most unique building, being located in, what seems obviously to have been a fast food joint.

But she/we liked it. Or at least better than the frozen peas & carrots place.

I don’t remember my impression from the last time we attended this restaurant, only that we’d figured out “that dish we really liked when we had Indian with Elizabeth and Carl”, so it was kinda like starting over.

We like to split dishes to try a little of everything. We ordered Mixed Vegetable Pakora as an appetizer, then Navaratan Koorma & Saag Paneer. But this particular place always comes out with a thin savory wafer and sauces as an appetizer to the appetizer.
The sauces were a subject of much discussion. One was tomato based & salsa-like. The second tasted a lot like a cilantro based salsa verde, and turned to be a cilantro & mint chutney. The third was my favorite and was a chickpea & coconut milk sauce. Mmmm.

We really got into the sauces. They ended up all over our Pakora, which was really tasty. By the time the entrees came, I was grinning uncontrollably.
-What’s so funny?
-I just like indian food.
-That’s why you’re smiling?
-Yeah.
-You’re weird.
I ate the dal & sambar that came with our dishes, but by this time we were getting so full that we practically TOGOed it after one bite of the main dish.

I don’t know what happened last time, to make me not remember it so much, so I determined to internalize my experience this time. Note to self, there were no frozen peas and carrots, just so much tasty food, that I couldn’t help but smile.

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