If you’re going to fire up the old jalopy and burn a tank of gas just for a meal that’s not in your town, then the place had better be transporting. Ever been to Sri Lanka? Us either. At House of Curry, India meets the tropics, and it’s like all the curries and spices and coconut and fish got poured into a big box and mixed right up. Pour out the end result and it’s coconut inside of roti bread, shredded roti swapped out for rice, fish with curry leaves stuck to its flesh, and bread pudding soaked in coconut milk. You leave feeling like your passport was stamped, and it kind of was, because Rosemount.