What a wonderful post, Russell.

My first memories of curries are from the wonderful Indian restaurants around Auckland, particularly Mount Eden & Epsom. Simla was where our family often went for family dinners, and later on Chaahat (sp?) in Greenwoods Corner was a staple too. I used to take girls on dates to the second-floor 'Rialto Foodcourt' in Newmarket, where I would inappropriately gouge upon whatever delights the Indian stall cooked up. If I recall correctly, the owners at one point were actually Iranians.

BTW, who else remembers Jewel of India in the University of Auckland food court? Certainly not the best, but I remember it fuelling me during my AUSA student activist days.

Later on, three years in Singapore blew all my curry assumptions out of the water when I was introduced. A year of living in Farrer Park/Little India in an apartment which, if I left the windows open, would echo with the announcements of Mustafa.

Now I live in Kuala Lumpur, I am even more blessed with amazing curries. The global chain Anjappar has a fantastic outlet in Bangsar, with the wonderful mamak Devi's and banana leaf place Sri Nirvana Maju...

Me thinks it's time to wrote a blog post about this actually..

I hope no one has posted this yet... a classic!