So sometime in September I went to India. It was my very first time and I was super excited. Why you may ask. Well I love Indian food. Like LOOOOOOVEEEEEEE so much so that if there is reincarnation I would like to be born as an Indian so that I can know how to make authentic curry, it would be inborn. Sort of the way I make nyama fry (meat cooked with little oil in onions and sometimes tomatoes, recipe here ) or Kuku Kienyeji (Road runner chicken, Recipe here). I would just be whipping up butter chicken and chicken tikka in my sleep. OOh what joy that would be.