Wherefore?
Gratuitous food post tonight. The state of the world is beyond bearing at the moment and I really can't be bothered to try and make sense of any of it at this juncture; so, pictured is tonight's repast of jazz chicken curry and naan. Even though I've got all the base notes I wanted to include in the sauce, including ginger, green chilli, amchoor, etc., it still erred on the sweet side of what I had intended. Nevertheless, it ate well and this time was of my own invention and therefore not a porkie on my behalf, and so I can honestly lay claim to its invention. I've still a long way to go until I find my holy grail - the Brummagem Madras - but the joy I guess is in the quest itself. I was musing earlier on how pathetically limited the lives of stupidly-rich people must be; when they can afford anything they see at any time. No searching, no questing, no lusting after the unobtainable, and no imagination or personal creativity. How fucking boring must that get: all tha...