Iterative Perfection

Since I started cooking a handful of years ago, making a big batch of curry and rice has become a minor tradition for me when I move somewhere new.

It implies I’ll be settling into a place long enough that it’s worth investing in the requisite equipment, spices, and fresh produce, but also that I’ll be around long enough to indulge in the bountiful leftovers that tend to result from my approach to such dishes.

I made some curry last night, so I guess that means I’m home.

I’ve made other...