Coriander Chicken

I used to despise fresh coriander ... literally couldn’t look at the stuff. And, like the Princess and the Pea, I could detect even the tiniest leaf. This made Thai food a bore, and Indian, too. One day, though, I fell in love. Just like that. Now I couldn’t live without its idiosyncratically metallic charms. I thought I’d try it out on Lola when she was young, to see what she thought. And she loved it. That said, at the age she is now, she declares love for one thing only to disown