The best thing about my present hotel - starting week two of my 2010 Keep on Truckin' Tour - is the High Tea, that ever so pleasant legacy of the British colonial era here in [REDACTED]. I'm enjoying little cucumber sandwiches on white bread with the crusts cut off right now.
The worst thing about my hotel is the name of the resaurant: "Dumpukht." That sounds insulting even assuming it's an Urdu word. Should I be offended?
Is it possible that foreigners all secretly speak English behind our backs, and are putting us on in some enormous practical joke?
Okay, I'm probably being paranoid. But that name is needlessly provocative.
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Provocative? Joking, surely.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dum_Pukht
"Slow Oven or Dum Pukht has become one of the most refined forms of cooking in [redacted] and [redacted], even though the technique is no more than 200 years old. Slow oven means cooking on very low flame, mostly in sealed containers, allowing the meats to cook, as much as possible, in their own juices and bone-marrow."
Yes, joking. But the cooks and waiters had better not let me see any smirks. I just know those guys understand vernacular American.
I'll let you know how it is.
I love shopping for fabrics, but had to pass on cloth from a store named for the Butt family, who no doubt owned it. Just couldn't do it.
Butt cloth? Yes, that's a company that needs a marketing consultant.
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