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The mystery of Indian bread

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This week at a team dinner - which we sometimes do if people are staying late - we had indian food. Rice, various curries, and a package of the Indian bread known as "Nan" (pronounced "nahn").

I like rice, and I'm open to a nice vindaloo now and then, but I must confess a particular weakness for the bread. When I was younger, I would sometimes eat endless pieces of this bread, and it ultimately got so bad that I had to go to "Nan-anon" for treatment...

I've always wondered about that experience. I like bread, but I only have this compulsion around one kind of bread. But yesterday, I was doing some research, and finally figured out why I can never put enough slices on my place. It's like adding a slice has no effect at all. And now I know why:

Nan + Nan = Nan

See the last bullet point in the remarks section.

(I do love the bread, especially the garlic version)

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  • Anonymous
    November 18, 2005
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    November 18, 2005
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  • Anonymous
    November 18, 2005
    Luckily, the first link I quoted gave either spelling. If I was stuck with "Naan", the second "joke" wouldn't have worked.
  • Anonymous
    November 18, 2005
    Your humor is +1 in my book. ^^v
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    November 18, 2005
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  • Anonymous
    November 18, 2005
    Groan!! People, People, Please...these kind of remarks merely encourage continuation of such behavior.
  • Anonymous
    November 20, 2005
    shouldn't that be ++ for humour, Jean-Luc ?


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