Story about the dish...
When I was sixteen, I often prepared the family lunch of green bean and potato curry before heading out to my Saturday afternoon job working in a women's clothing store. Freshly showered and changed into clean clothing I the bus city. When the manager said the curry smelled wonderful., I realised the aroma had spread throughout the house and even into my clean, ironed blouse. From then on we prepared lunch much earlier in the morning with the extractor fan on full, all the windows open and my bedroom door firmly shut. We all enjoyed the curry anyway.
