Back when I was a recent college graduate, the startup I worked for was acquired by a UK company. I ended up flying to London for work several times per year. I was in the office during the days, but at night I ventured into the city to explore the plethora of amazing food at my fingertips. One of my favorite restaurants in the world is an Indian restaurant called Dishoom. My boss took me and a few of my coworkers one day after work, and after that meal, I ate there several times on each trip I took to London.
The unfortunate part of the story is that I read "Dishoom" as "Dishroom." For an entire two-week business trip, I told everyone at our office about my new favorite food at "Dishroom," and the Brits, being polite as they are, never corrected me. I must have said it incorrectly to half the office. It wasn't until I went back home and showed Shelby their website that she corrected my pronunciation.
In honor of my favorite restaurant and the blunder I made out of its name, I've decided to call this food-inspired collection of stories "Dishroom Blunders," which follows my attempts to recreate some of my favorite foods I've sampled on our nomadic travels.