dres♥scapades

My last semester of undergrad, my Fiction class had dinner at the professor's house. She served chicken curry and I was skeptical because everything I ever had that was curried was just so overwhelming to me. It was no secret that I just hated the flavor. I didn't want to be rude so I didn't complain, I took a big helping of salad and a small helping of the curry which she served with rice and peas. It was just about the most divine thing I have ever tasted. So many levels of flavor discovered with every bite: Is that lemon? Lemongrass? Do I know what lemongrass taste like? Wait, coconut? I went back for seconds but... sadly it was gone. When I couldn't stop thinking about it, I was determined to make it myself and after numerous attempts finally perfected a recipe of my own!