NO, NO, don’t make me eat CURRY!!!
Even if it is a nice chicken one. Maybe I’ll taste the rice.
Then everyone puts condiments on his/her curry and rice, and they are called bhurtas.
Mama was telling papa that there is even an egg bhurta, and papa said, “Wait a minute!!! That’s the name of our neighbor’s chicken, EggBerta, haha.”
Papa can be funny sometimes.
I just hope that Egg Berta is not in mama’s curry…