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Christopher Fowler
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It wasn't until the vivacious Philippa Pullar (b.1935) married a chicken farmer that she came to realise her perceived notions of rural life were overly romantic. In the seventies a number of authors began to take up their pens against the cruelties of factory farming. Pullar’s belief in the sanctity of animal life informed her first and greatest book, the uncatagorisable ‘Consuming Passions: A…
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Christopher Fowler
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Restaurants are the by-product of travel. There's a café near me called the Capannina Café. I'm always tempted to push open the door and ask, 'Pardon me sir, is this the Capannina Café?' It's the equivalent of those place that always feature in American movies with old waitresses, plates of waffles and endless pots of burnt coffee. Except that in the UK version you're never far from a sausage…
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Christopher Fowler
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Notice anything weird about this burger? (Answer at the end of the column) Gold-Coated Cockerel, Anyone? My mother has no taste. I mean that literally; she's 90 and says she can't taste anything unless it's incredibly sweet. It's a medical fact that we veer to sweet from savoury in old age. I was thinking about that as I was sitting here writing with a plate of marmalade ham sandwiches on one side…
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