Bit of a Bombay Shell

I like curry. I like curry a lot.

One of the things about living in a small town, is that the choice of takeaway outlets can be a little limited. I mean, we only have 8 pubs and 3 curry houses to share between a few thousand inhabitants. And as purveyors, and makers, or fine curry, there is one place of choice, and it appears we may use it a little too much:

Sarah [on phone to curry house]:

S: Hi, can I order a takeaway please?
(pause)
S: Yes, two chicken tikka masalas… one pilau rice… one boiled rice… and one plain naan.
(pause)
S: Thirty minutes? Great. My name? Sarah.
(pause)
S: … Yes I’m fine thanks… and you?…

Too much curry? Maybe…