We were having Indian food for dinner. The Royal Mounted Police doing the cooking. I was picking up a few items for him at the store and detoured down the chip aisle, as one does, only to discover these fun things.
Currywurst is ubiquitous here. It is not remotely Indian but, hell, we’re having curry for dinner and currywurst chips with cocktails.
They are surprisingly delicious. Curry with a hint of hotdog.
