To be fair, I'd have to say I have never been to India, so I don't know exactly how food there tastes like.
My mom does make curry, though, and so does my sister. My mom has a tendency to put plenty of coconut milk while my sister goes wild with the curry powder. In any case, I like chicken curry
I once read a book, The Conch Bearer, and its setting is in India. My mouth watered in the same way the main character's mouth watered over onion pakoras and spinach dal. I tried wiki-ing it, discovering that pakoras are very much like tempuras.
I once saw something on the grocery shelf called chiken kolchapuri. It looked really delicious on the box's label so I decided to try it. When I opened it around dinner time, it has a strange smell. It's not an offensive smell, just new, actually. I tasted a bit of the sauce and it was spicy but rather tolerable, methinks. I microwaved it and sat down to dinner with rice. The first spoonful was hot, both temperature-wise and taste-wise. I could smell a bit of some spices although, for the life of me, I could not identify what those were. The second and third spoonfuls saw me halving my glass of iced tea. Somehow, it didn't even work; my tongue is burning and beads of sweat formed on my forehead.
After dinner, with a burning mouth, I had the vague notion of drinking milk. It did work somehow as the burning subsided. I felt hot and warm and exhausted so I laid down to rest a while. I do remember that I will only rest awhile because I needed to do something online. I woke up, however, and discovered I was out for four hours! So, I resolved, that's it for Indian food. No more Indian food for me, aside from Mama's curry.
And lassi, too. I've read about it; something yogurt-like and fruity, I suppose. It sounds safe enough
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