This is a general warning to blog-readers who might occasionally indulge in Indian food. Or more precisely, chicken tandoori. I was dicing the chicken and putting it in the tandoori marinade, when the sauce jumped up at me and assaulted me in my own kitchen. Be very very careful when stirring the sauce in the container, for it will jump up at you at the slightest provocation. And having tandoori sauce in one's hair is not the best of fashion statements. It does not go well with navy blue. Quick intervention restored the status quo ante, and subdued the rebellious comestibles to their proper station. They await grilling and eating the fridge.

The offending sauce was Patak's Tandoori Paste (ok, so it's a paste). I blame the designers of the bottle. Perhaps I should sue for the emotional distress this has caused me, and the puzzlement that I had to endure when I originally tried to find the Patak's web site. The container lists the UK web site on the lid and on the label, www.pataks.co.uk. Yet that address does not resolve here. Tsk, tsk. As if making Indian food like this isn't hard enough. I even had to buy yoghurt today to make it, and then measure two tablespoons of it.

Perhaps I should stick to non-culinary blogging.