Fruit for breakfast is wonderful, especially when there is more variety that the citric acid covered pre-sliced and packed choices available in certain ready-meal heavy supermarkets. Pomegranates are not something I’d really eaten much of before and the way Memsahib refuses to share at the table, not something I’m eating much of now.It turns out that the preparation for these involves our houseboy removing the individual kernels by hand. I have emphasised strongly to Memsahib this is not a service she should expect to carry on back in London.
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