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The Taste with Vir: Another prejudice bites the dust

Perhaps it really is time to abandon the prejudice of the past, the ones I was brought up on and the ones I held close to my heart.

I am not a member of any of India’s great and prestigious clubs. Never have been. Never will be.


It is a prejudice handed down to me by my father who refused to join any of the top Mumbai clubs, even when it was not so difficult to get in. His reasons were patriotic, or historical, at any rate. He objected to the very reason that most of these clubs had been set up. They were intended to be places where Brits could meet in the heyday of the Raj without having to deal with any Indians. (Well, sort of, anyway: The club servants were all Indians but obviously they knew their place.) (Also read: The Taste With Vir: Which city has the best food?)




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