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Vindaloo

....... writing this in your 1940s sleeveless jumper, schmoking a pipe, listening to the wireless.

Get with the programme Grandpa :p
I invariably win office "Who can eat the chilli paste" competitions.

As a piss-head teenager, we used to end up at a curry shop above the bus terminus at the top of Enfield Town. They specialised in Jezuss Ker-flamin-rist Fck-Me! curries.

In the time we were going there, the last curry on the menu got added to quite a few times.

Vindaloo
to
Tindaloo
to
Tindaloo Phal
to
Chilli Tindaloo Phal
to
Double Chilli Tindaloo Phal

The last three were insane. The last one was inedible. It was chillis in chilli paste in curry powder. But, some managed to eat it. Admittedly they had usually had over 14 pints beforehand and quite a few more during, but it was done.

I managed it once. One of the proudest moments of my life. :p

(I can expand on this story for about 20 minutes but can't be arsed writing it all down. It's a 3 pint story.)
 
Hottest thing I ever had was a chicken thing from Nando's - no idea what it was but it took a layer off my tongue....

Must have been peri-peri but it was frigging warm.....
 
I invariably win office "Who can eat the chilli paste" competitions.

As a piss-head teenager, we used to end up at a curry shop above the bus terminus at the top of Enfield Town. They specialised in Jezuss Ker-flamin-rist Fck-Me! curries.

In the time we were going there, the last curry on the menu got added to quite a few times.

Vindaloo
to
Tindaloo
to
Tindaloo Phal
to
Chilli Tindaloo Phal
to
Double Chilli Tindaloo Phal

The last three were insane. The last one was inedible. It was chillis in chilli paste in curry powder. But, some managed to eat it. Admittedly they had usually had over 14 pints beforehand and quite a few more during, but it was done.

I managed it once. One of the proudest moments of my life. :p

(I can expand on this story for about 20 minutes but can't be arsed writing it all down. It's a 3 pint story.)

Wasn't there a 'Ceylonese' option back in the 70's/80's? supposed to be the hottest but I was still on korma back then so I wouldn't know for sure...
 
The last three were insane. The last one was inedible. It was chillis in chilli paste in curry powder. But, some managed to eat it. Admittedly they had usually had over 14 pints beforehand and quite a few more during, but it was done.

I managed it once. One of the proudest moments of my life. :p

I've never understood that mindset.

I really like a curry (I can get great ones here with Bradford only a few miles away) or chilli and other spicy foods and sometimes fairly hot at that, but I can't see the point of so insanely hot so that you can't taste anything else.

I suppose it's some kind of macho thing for some blokes, but I simply don't get it, I like my food to taste good not cause intense pain.
 
Wasn't there a 'Ceylonese' option back in the 70's/80's? supposed to be the hottest but I was still on korma back then so I wouldn't know for sure...
Ceylonese in the curry shops is typically hot but with pineapple and coconut milk.

I worked with a lad from Sri Lanka and he brought in some fruit curry he had made to show how hot they had them at home. Only two of us could eat it: me and another bloke who had also been a teenage piss-head forced, by peer-pressure, into burning his ringpiece off.
 
I invariably win office "Who can eat the chilli paste" competitions.

As a piss-head teenager, we used to end up at a curry shop above the bus terminus at the top of Enfield Town. They specialised in Jezuss Ker-flamin-rist Fck-Me! curries.

In the time we were going there, the last curry on the menu got added to quite a few times.

Vindaloo
to
Tindaloo
to
Tindaloo Phal
to
Chilli Tindaloo Phal
to
Double Chilli Tindaloo Phal

The last three were insane. The last one was inedible. It was chillis in chilli paste in curry powder. But, some managed to eat it. Admittedly they had usually had over 14 pints beforehand and quite a few more during, but it was done.

I managed it once. One of the proudest moments of my life. :p

(I can expand on this story for about 20 minutes but can't be arsed writing it all down. It's a 3 pint story.)

heh heh RC - good stuff.

This idea of the curry houses 'inventing' stuff, just to sell it to the brits , could be a useful plan B.

Like we could sell extreme English breakfasts to the yanks

very toasty toast
well stewed tea
extra f@rty beans
sunny side up easy over poached and scrambled egg
with hash Dan Browns and a toy


:rolleyes:
 
I've never understood that mindset.

I really like a curry (I can get great ones here with Bradford only a few miles away) or chilli and other spicy foods and sometimes fairly hot at that, but I can't see the point of so insanely hot so that you can't taste anything else.

I suppose it's some kind of macho thing for some blokes, but I simply don't get it, I like my food to taste good not cause intense pain.

In terms of people, you are the tomato soup option then.

HTH :eyes
 
Just ordered my Friday night ruby (after a pretty cruddy day) and found myself in a slightly recalcitrant mood with the local Indian Takeaway. I found myself moaning about modern "vindaloo strength" curries. Nowadays they seem blander than toad in the hole FFS.

Me : "I mean, I don't wish to be rude, but it seems like the whole Indian takeaway industry 'downgraded' Vindaloo to Korma some time ago. Why is this? I mean, I want a Vindaloo, like they once were, and not a Phall, but if Vindaloo is the new Madras then I want a Phall, you know what I mean?"

Him : "I sympathise sir, and yes Vindaloo has come down in strength after popular opinion"

Me : "Ok, so can I have a Vindaloo, 'Old school' please?"

Him : "Yes of course I speak with chef for you"

I have high hopes. :D

:suicide:

Congratulations go to

Masterchef
Hart Lane
Luton

I am in proper pain. :banana: :banana:
 
Like we could sell extreme English breakfasts to the yanks

very toasty toast
well stewed tea
extra f@rty beans
sunny side up easy over poached and scrambled egg
with hash Dan Browns and a toy
:rollin: A most excellent idea!

- Nuked flat beer (served at 37C).
- Canned tomatoes but straight from the 'fridge.
- Bacon that has only just been warmed up.
- Sting's weird mentalist invention: toast only done on one side ... the left hand side. (Because "toasted on the left = Royalist, toasted on the right = Republican.")
- Coffee consists of some boiled coffee beans served black in an enamel mug "because that's how you cowboys drink it, yes?"
- Black pudding (but do be sure to tell them it is fried scab).
- Irn Bru instead of orange juice.
 

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