I agree the takeaways today seem to pale in comparison to how I remember my first dishes back in the UK in the late 70's and 80s. My dad introduced me to chicken madras, keema pilau rice, onion salad and popadoms at the age of 10 in 1977. (I'm 54, been eating curry more than a couple of decades). I never was disappointed in a curry in my early years but when I visit the UK these days, I often get a vindaloo I think is just 'meh'. It's doubly disappointing because I only visit once a year (not in the past almost 3, thank you Covid), and I really, REALLY look forward to BIR and to have it less than anticipated is a killer.
Indian dishes will always be a staple for me, but my days as Indian(a) Jones and the Lost Whatever are long gone. I just accept that I can cook a decent dish and occasionally, very occasionally I get a result that could've come from a takeaway.
Indian dishes will always be a staple for me, but my days as Indian(a) Jones and the Lost Whatever are long gone. I just accept that I can cook a decent dish and occasionally, very occasionally I get a result that could've come from a takeaway.



