Delicious... though, not what I expected from Indian food

I must say that the food at Korma Sutra rocked the proverbial casbah (but, I didn't understand the name. It seems some sort of Indian play on words, but I don't get it).

The sauces were super saucy, the spices very spicy, the meat tremendously meaty, and the rice remarkably rice-y. Maybe the riceiest rice I have ever eaten. And speaking of meaty meat, I did expect something a little meatier. Don't get me wrong, it was meaty meat, but the menu consisted of mainly chicken, fish, lamb and goat - I thought Indian food would have more meats like buffalo (not bison, mind you, but buffalo), venison, and the like.

I got the goat, which was super-duper tender (except for the bones, which were the exact opposite of tender - I was disappointed the bones were not more tender). I was a bit surprised that they chose to leave the bones in, but I seem remember from history class that Indians were known for using every part of an animal.

I also tried some of the buttery chicken, which was not very buttery, but scrump-tilly-umptious, just the same. I did not know that Indians used much butter in their cuisine - I wonder if they learned how to churn butter from the pilgrims.

I also tried Grandpa's chicken dish, which was definitely the spiciest thing I had. Spicy food side note: Wasn't it embarrassing watching Josh try to eat his "spicy" food. The sweat was just dripping off his poor forehead, as he lapped up everyone's water, and licked his napkin trying to find relief. If only he could have licked his own tears; there were surely enough to quench the fire. Bush league, Josh. Bush league. Anyways... grandpa's was also really good, and I understand it to be a dish classically reserved for patriarchs of a certain class... it was one of Chief Sitting Bull's favorites. An apt Indian food for grandpa.

Oh and the naan - superb. Especially the garlic naan. I bet naan was a favorite food of the Indians of olden times. I can picture them sitting around a campfire in the Old West under a full moon, cooking up this delicious flatbread.

The atmosphere was also pleasant, though atypical of my idea of an Indian restaurant. But I am glad they went contemporary - its seems too often that Indian establishments are portrayed with Southwestern patterns.

Overall, I thought it was a righteous meal, but not really what I expected from an Indian restaurant. The food was so exotic, it seemed to be from halfway around the world rather than right here in our own backyard. My first Indian experience can be summed up with the words of General Custer during his last Indian experience (paraphrased): "I did not see that coming."