Curry Love

I love when Tom feels spontaneously generous/romantic/nice/awesome. He left a message on my phone telling me to come to his place at 6:30 and eat chicken. I was confused at first because he said "we are eating chicken" and I thought maybe people besides us were going to be there, but quickly caught on to the fact that he was making us a nice dinner. I am so dense sometimes. Anyway, I got to his house and it smelled like curry. Curry! Who would of thought the boy could make Indian food on the fly with no recipe or previous experience in the use of curry? I love being pleasantly surprised :)