Sitting at dinner last night, (and as is always the case) we were discussing the next meal: what would we do for dinner tonight?

And so it went. They asked for an Indian Feast. And so we delivered. Butter chicken, Grilled curry prawns, Potato and pea curry, spinach and chick pea curry with extra fancy basmati, and gf naan. Oh yeah, and scratch-made mango lassi.

Everything but the naan (total failure) was delicious, I made enough for ten people, as usual, and we are all basking in a post-cardamom and coriander glow.

The BEST part is that it was essentially a total cheat: a couple of gf-friendly jars of sauce, a bunch of pans and a long, slow simmer.

Sometimes it’s okay to take the short way around.