Stop. Put down the phone. You will NOT order Indian delivery ever again after making this.
I have such fond memories of eating Indian food with my big happy nuclear (at the time) family as often as they’d take us growing up. I think it was the only International cuisine my brother and sister would eat. We’d always order lots of naan, Tandoori chicken, and chana masala.
Indian food followed me to college, my Dad would visit and we’d go to Bombay Dardar in Coconut Grove almost every time he came down from Orlando.
I never dreamed I’d be able to create Indian food at home. I also never dreamed I’d have a cooking blog and enjoy home made meals better than gourmet restaurants meals though. {I was incredible at making easy mac in college and ordering take out.}