Before I begin, let me state that I love my curries and, yes, they are pungent, often overpoweringly so.
Curries are essential to my identity as a Singaporean.
Growing up, my mother?s chicken curry was a highly anticipated meal. It was my mother who taught me how to cook a proper curry before I left for university.
When I moved out with my best friend, a curry was often whipped up in honor of an overseas guest.
Today, as we juggle our busy schedules, a meal at Samy?s Curry is usually the default choice between buddies.
And, yes, in all instances, L'Eau de Curry was a point of contention but the complaints stopped once the eating started.
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