I just went for Indian buffet for lunch.
Now I’m ready to pass out from a butter chicken coma, and so bloated I may have to undo my pants (which is saying a lot, because these pants already happen to be a smidge too big).
But it hurts sooooooo goooood.
Mmmmm…butter chicken! 😉
butter chicken. you’re so cruel.
Dearheart stole my line, so I think I’ll dream about Chicken Vindaloo instead. =P
Mandatory signage at any Indian restaurant upon opening in Vancouver…
‘Best Butter Chicken In Town’
Its an institution.
Nnngha.. butter chicken.