Dear Butter Chicken,
You are the one going on in my heart everywhere I go and you are so good that more people are falling in love with you.
Butter chicken, you’ve been bastardized as chips, shredded onto pizza, thrown into wraps, and sold as frozen dinners. You’re used and abused to add an exotic kick, but you will capture my heart when paired with a garlic naan. Yet for so many whose tastebuds you have graced, you are that slight, spicy tang for which they have long lusted.