The curry puff is common to Thai, Malaysian, and Singaporean cuisine, but none of those cuisines is common to me, so the first time I tried one, I was in heaven. Sort of like an empanada, sort of like a samosa, it’s pastry stuffed with a thick curry, chicken, potatoes, and onion and deep-fried.

Since that original curry puff, I’ve tried as many as I can find in NYC, but I always go back to the one at Lemongrass Grill.

It’s the flakiest, the curry-est, and the most way-too-delicious-to-last-more-than-two-bites. The puff isn’t hard like a samosa’s, so the filling gets to mingle with it.

But really, it wouldn’t be anything without the dipping sauce it comes with. It’s vinegar-based with chunks of cucumber that taste a little bit pickled and a little bit sweet. I didn’t even like cucumbers a couple of years ago, but I would still dig those things out of the little cup with my fingers when my boyfriend wasn’t looking.

And I always follow my curry puff up with their chicken pad thai (which is also my favourite in NYC), or the Gai Tom Kha soup.

If I was to tell you there’s a sandwich shop on 14th Street called Thai Me Up, which of the following would you think?:

1) Heeeeeeeeeee.
2) Laaaaaaaaaame.
3) Grooooooooooss.
4) A combination of 2 and 3.

I appreciate a good pun as much as you do, but what if I told you the store is owned by this guy and his hair?:

And what if I told you that the ingredients in one of the dessert drinks is magic?

And what if I told you the website says, “Thai Me Up Sandwich Bar opened in march of 2007 to rave reviews from visitors loving its delicious dishes and fun, sexy concept”? That’s right. Fun, sexy sandwiches.

I haven’t actually stopped at Thai Me Up yet, but in light of this, I really can’t wait to go have an extra-firm-tofu-induced orgasm.