Rick wasn’t kidding when he said he loved food in general, but his experience with Indian food in particular was limited to visiting a place in Carytown for their lunch buffet. While he had liked what he ate, the problem was he had no clue what any of it was called.
Fortunately Lemongrass had a detailed menu, perfect for ignorant American diners like himself. Each dish was listed by its Indian name, but beneath that was a detailed explanation. So they decided to split a plate of samosas as an appetizer, then Rick went with the tandoori chicken tikka while Marty ordered the malai kebob. Both entrees were served with a side of basmati rice and warm naan, which came with three different dipping sauces. The waiter ran through what each sauce was so fast, Rick didn’t catch them all—one was red
