I've got be honest here... When some one buys some Bombay Duck from me, I just think.. brilliant , that's another few quid in. I don't usually go into deep considerations about gender , motivations for purchase and all that kind of thing.
However, a while back I could hardly fail to notice the lack of women who ordered. And for me, the natural order of things is that for every male there ought to be one woman, at the very least.
So I sat back and remembered the many years ago that I first bought BDuck at my local Indian takeaway. One and a half pieces per serving in a brown paper bag plus the usual Prawn Dansak. Then head for home, telly on, feet up on the coffee table, can of Stela, and get stuck in.
And as I remembered I did just wonder if that was lots of people's experience, and if that was just what lots of blokes did?
Andrew
Updated: Tuesday, 18 November 2008 2:50 PM GMT
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