Just before tea time yesterday, the most torrential downpour I’ve seen in years took place. Incredible volume and incredible volumes. Cue ark graphics on a weather chart type proportions.

Not to be put off by ‘a bit’ of the wet stuff, a few gents and I from work set out for a curry in Skipton at Aagra. Fantastic curry. Excellent menu. Good service (which to me is the best kind of service; attentive, knowledgable and well mannered. I’m not a big fan of O.T.T. service.). Aagra (incidentally) have started supplying some supermarkets with their own paste so you can make their curry at home. I’ve tried that as well and can vouch for its gorgeousness and authenticity.

So, regular readers will know that I love curry. If I had to choose just one food, for the archetypal ‘stranded on a desert island’ type scenario, it would probably be curry. This struck me as an entertaining format for a show : Desert Island Dish. In the style off Radio 4’s Desert Island Disks, the basic format being that the castaway, arrives at the kitchen with all the ingredients required, plus, supporting anecdotes and back story. You get the rest; he/she then cooks the dish, then I, er I mean, the presenter eats it, then discussed it or blogs it. (If anyone is inspired… Give me a holler!)

Annoyingly, a google search revealed that this format has already been explored in several mediums, so, given the curried provenance of the idea, how about a show called “Dessert Islam Dish”? It’s as above, but with Halal friendly curries. That would be a good show, thinks I.

Now, it’s not even 07:00am yet and I want a curry.