Also the British: “What ho, chaps, what do you mean *you don’t have soup?* Pish posh. India *must* have soup. Dinner is at sunset; I expect a tureen on the table.”
The Indians to each other: “I don’t fucking know, just… throw some spices in brown water and tell ’em it’s soup.”
Us: “This mulligatawny stuff is delicious!”
When the tastiest thing you’ve ever eaten is a salted potato you might actually lose your mind and kill a bunch of strangers for some fucking cumin
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Also the British: “What ho, chaps, what do you mean *you don’t have soup?* Pish posh. India *must* have soup. Dinner is at sunset; I expect a tureen on the table.”
The Indians to each other: “I don’t fucking know, just… throw some spices in brown water and tell ’em it’s soup.”
Us: “This mulligatawny stuff is delicious!”
When the tastiest thing you’ve ever eaten is a salted potato you might actually lose your mind and kill a bunch of strangers for some fucking cumin