Slow cookin’ you so sweet (potato)

There is a passage from Invisible Man that floats into my head from time to time, and feels me with the warm hum you get from beautifully expressive writing. On a freezing winter day the character buys three hot yams from a street vendor, and the reader melts like the butter spread liberally on them …

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An Eat Out Indian

Last week, my friends and I had a takeaway. As a rule, when ordering takeout, there are three options: Chinese, Indian, or Pizza. Within these three options, whilst I love trying new things, my range is pretty limited: Chinese - beef in black bean or sweet and sour chick, Indian - lamb saag, and Pizza …

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