• Confessions of a messy eater

    4 days ago - By The Guardian

    The souvenirs of a tikka masala, tomato sauce or a Chinese meal down your shirt front are nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, it should be a badge of pride Recently, in a restaurant, I saw something astonishing. It's not an uncommon something; I see it regularly. It just always astonishes me. What I saw was a middle-aged man in a white shirt, rising from a table, having finished dinner. And there was not a single sauce stain on him. Not a drip or smear, not a dollop or splatter. It was just one crisp snowfield of pristine linen. How, in the name of all that is holy - and quite a few things...
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