RecipeMuncher

Whenever I think of korma, I am reminded of McSteamy: slick, goateed, famous-to-others-but-not-so-much-to-me McSteamy. Let me explain. One night earlier this year, my posse and I had dinner at Electric Karma on 3rd Street (check out my previous post on this joint here). The bomb diggity item on the menu at that place is definitely the vegetable korma, as smooth and satisfying as a ride down a nirvanic lazy river. Anyway, as we were leaving–pushing through throngs of hungry Indian enthusi (...)