I think this could be an English thing, but every so often if I do not have some form of Indian food, I turn into one miserable git. I crave those delectable tastes, spices and fragrances of a good curry.
We tried a couple of places in Japan for their version of a curry, which were ok, very school dinners. The katsu curry consisted of half a plate of rice with the other half with the curry sauce on and then some form of breaded meat alongside, normally chicken or pork cutlet. As I said they were ok, nice lunchtime train station chow.
