Butter butter buttertime.
Time to sit back and rewind.
Here it is, the groove slightly transformed,
Just a bit of a break from the norm
Just a little somethin’ to break the monotony
When you’re stuck in the middle of a long work day, sometimes the only thing that can break the monotony is a joyous jaunt to the food court.
The Food Court – it was the best of times it was the worst of times. It is the place where dreams are forged and where they’re shattered.
So much to eat, so little time and you make one wrong decision, there goes your future happiness. Make the right decision though, and your whole world is shining, shimmering, and splendid.
Heed my words and take victory – spend the few extra moments it takes to leisurely stroll the entire court, weighing each option carefully in your mind. Mentally list the good, the bad, and the ugly because when it finally comes to game time, you’ll be ready with your game face on.
Without fail, this is the approach I take to the court and it was no different this time at International Food Court just a hop skip jump from the corner of West Pender and Hornby.
Trust me when I say my final decision to settle on the Butter Chicken at India Abroad was an agonizing one because this court is a man among men and choosing just one is near impossible.
Arriving before noon, it’s a sight for sore eyes to see an almost abandoned food court because beginning at 12 pm, you can bet there’ll be a lineup for this Indian delight all the way through the lunch rush.
For under $8, you can get yourself a fair sized portion of Rice, Butter Chicken, Salad and a Pappadum to boot. Add a piece of Nan and you’ll be rolling your way to the end of the day for under $10.
For too long, I have harboured an all consuming fear of falling asleep at work after ingesting butter chicken midday, but this fear has since been dispelled because while by no means a light dish, it didn’t carry with it that sickening feeling of heavy cream that just sits with you until the end of time.
With a delicate sweetness and a generous amount of bite sized chicken scattered through the sauce, I knew I had made the right choice today. Paired with the refreshing green salad, I emerged victorious.
Champion of the court, would I return?
Yessir! With Vancouver’s chill taking hold of our city, I just know there are going to be many days when only a warm serving of butter chicken will soothe the soul.