Oliver the Curry Boy

Oliver has never been timid about eating. I credit this both to Catherine’s diet while pregnant, and also to our trip to Thailand. There is also Ann Thurlow’s influence. This means that while other kids are eating Spaghettios, Oliver is happy to eat spicy Garlic, Basil Chili Rice and sushi.

Tonight we had Punjabi Potato and Chickpea Curry for dinner. We all loved it, but Oliver especially so. He’s learning how to say the words “potato” and “chick pea.” Unfortunately “pea” and “Pete” are the same in his mind, so he somehow thinks we had bits of me for dinner. Or something.

Here’s the recipe.


Alan's picture
Alan on April 15, 2003 - 13:35 Permalink

Are you planning to expose Oliver to a group of other children at some point…like a school lunchroom?

I was raised by Scottish immigrants in a Scots ghetto of Mississauga surrounded by r rolling neighbours and relatives. Moved to Sydney Mines summer of 1970 with our taste for lamb curries and potato scones wearing Marks and Sparks shorts and saying “acht, hoots, the noooo!” on a regular basis. Met my first fat lip care of Billy MacDonald and his peanut butter sandwich diet on the first day of school and spent the following months learning guerrilla tactics for getting home every afternoon.

Just a heads up.

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Karen Mair on April 15, 2003 - 16:34 Permalink

Hey Peter,

Thanks for the recipe. Our son has a large birthmark on his forehead which we call his ‘curry burn’ due to an unfortunate pig-out when I was 6 months pregnant and had to drive to Curry Village in Halifax. Interesting to note that Lucas still hates vegetables, but on a recent trip to Montreal ate Indian, Vietnamese and Thai food with embarassing enthusiasm!
I take it you have recovered from the gallbladder episode. (I felt guilty given the spicy foods we fed you in January.) Cheers, Karen