A little while ago last year, a friend organised a small catch up over a Nepalese dinner. It was the two things I couldn’t say no to; it was regrettably a long time since I had seen them and from my last Nepalese dinner, I knew it was going to be tasty. To sweeten the deal, the dinner was a two-for-one voucher with a set menu.
“Let’s meet up for dinner,” suggested my north shore friend, Sisiely. “But I’m only going as far as Burwood.” Given the duty of choosing a place to eat, I hoped I chose a place that was decent and worth her trip into the inner west. We both never had Nepalese cuisine before, but we both vaguely figured that it would have some Indian influences (being so close to India and all that).
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