The Meat Roll Photo by Teddingtontown There is nothing that tastes better to me than food eaten in its proper setting. The wateriest Dal tastes just right with a warm chapati in Rajasthan, but eaten elsewhere it tastes foul. Sage and onion stuffing only makes sense here in the UK. The British are a different sort of islander to the Japanese , though they share some of their characteristics. Things have to be ship-shape and orderly on both of our islands, but, in contrast to the Japanese, we are rough hewn and imperfect. We are incomplete. Perhaps the Japanese think they are complete. 500 girls and 500 boys, two halves of a golden O , were sent to look for the secret of life by the Chinese emperor and never came back. They settled Japan, married each other and stayed at home for the next thousand years. We, however, are always parched for the new. The looks that the crusty whites, give to British people descended from natives of the Caribbean, Sri Lanka , Asia and
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