I took frozen lamb out yesterday. It was already cut into cubes. Ready for marinating. I slathered it with yogurt and red chilli powder, as well as salt. It sat in the fridge and amalgamated into the canvas of my Curry.

Today, after much lusting in my mind I got home around 3 and started working on my masterpiece. Curry is serious business, but also a labour of love that produces a truly visually uninspiring dish.

The creativity and art of the Curry is not the image though! The blending of ingredients, spices and vegetables is the colour on the canvas. The experience of combining these layers of flavour with the art of flavour transformation that heat brings is sublime.

The stages of carmelization and texture change that is wrought by an artist of the sauce pan is truly the palate that a chef can look at and say “a little of this here and now, and some of that there” This ends with a flavour and texture that is worth the time it took to make and the sweat produced when eaten.

All hail the Curry!