At our first lunch at this Indian restaurant featured in the blog entry Elephant’s Trunk, one of the dishes Jenny and I chose was chargrilled chicken drumsticks. I love the bony bits, so I asked her to cut off all the meat for herself and leave me with the bones. As I tucked in happily to what Jenny transferred onto my plate, it suddenly occurred to me that we must make a very British colonial picture: Jenny, the white memsahib, keeping all the meat to herself and feeding this oriental servant only the bones.
(London 1983)
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