Chicken Tikka Massala.

There’s a story about me and Joe Morin drinking a London bar dry of it’s entire stock of ingredients for Mojitos. And then moving on to a wonderful Indian restaurant where Joe partook of his first Chicken Tikka Massala. Unfortunately, at some point during the proceedings he picked up a live green chile which was used as a little garnish decoration and popped it in his mouth. I never saw so much steam come from anyone’s ears in my life. And the sight of those bloodshot eyes will live with me forever.

Last Saturday night, I took us out to a wonderful Indian restaurant I know in Manhattan. Here’s me with Joe, Jim and Kim.