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Given the spectacular contribution of Iberian merchants to the spice trade, why is it that none of my local friends will go anywhere near a lamb vindaloo?
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April 11th, 2007 at 18:07
When I lived in Lisbon in the late 90s there was *one* Indian restuarant, pretty much shunned by the Portuguese, whose national dish seems to be mainly a vehicle for salt.