I few weeks ago.. well months really we arranged a regular social team event. Namely goto the local (to work) curry emporium (The Copperpot) for a team curry. Turns out the currys (by my reconning are rather nice), the service is pleasant and the establishment is clean and well looked after.
Food is good, you get a complimentary glass of wine (I imagine its nothing amazing, but its nice) and the bill comes with after eights and brandy 🙂
After weeks of training, building my curry-foo, tonight was the night I was going for it, I was going to have a Vindaloo. Having only ever heard the hype of the Vindaloo I was a little worried but egged myself on due to Ade claiming he would match me curry for curry.
I think both myself and Ade were a little concered with what we had done as we finished off the popadums and sauce tray. Thankfully when our lamb Vindaloos arrived, they were not as hot as we had (or my youth had told me) expected. There was deffinately potency there, hopefully it was my training allowing me to tase it, but it was full of flavour and had heat on my whole tongue and a little at the back of the throat. Both myself and Ade finished it all without issue. So my 1st ever Vindaloo, sorted. I can now start to roam the rest of the rather large menu they have at the Copperpot.
(yeah I want a chufty badge, I ate a vindaloo 🙂 )