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When McDonald’s and KFC first opened up in Pakistan in the 1990s, there were manic scenes. Snaking queues, traffic jams for miles and kids running amok in play areas. Burger joints had existed before, but the fried chicken and ‘would you like fries with that’ phenomena swept through the country, paving the way for spinoffs in every neighbourhood and small town.
But long before the golden arches began gleaming through Pakistan, there was always the poor man’s burger: the bun kebab.
The bun kebab builds on the familiar burger formula: it’s a patty in a bun. But its flavors stretch far beyond the western world, combining Pakistanis’ love for spices and fried food, all in one go.
More from Saba Imtiaz’s Karachi dispatch: bun kebabs on Roads & Kingdoms
A Week In Timbuktu (via Roads & Kingdoms)
It would be fair to say that the Hotel Colombe wasn’t ready to receive guests. Since closing down at the end of March last year when the latest incarnation of the global Jihad swept south out of the Sahara desert and into Timbuktu it had been quietly falling apart. The hotel’s faultlessly polite…
(Source: roadsandkingdoms.com)
J.D. Salinger’s biography to publish in the fall from S&S.
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Taxi Wallah (via Roads & Kingdoms)
The Indian-built Padmini spent decades as the tricked-out battleaxe of Mumbai’s taxi fleet. The cars are being replaced by newer models, from Tatas and Hyndais, but not before photographer Glasweegee got a chance to go inside the cabins of a dying breed.
Gordes is often anointed in guide books and tourist office pamphlets with bland monikers like the “jewel of Provence”. Indeed, the hilltop village is the very image of Provence, the first town to pop up on a Google search, right up there next to the violet lanes of lavender. It’s true that its beauty, especially in the morning when the sun climbs over the towering chateau, or in the early evening, when the staircase of stone buildings is bathed in amber and the valley behind the town looks like it was created in the mind of Matisse, can break you. You will find yourself saying stupid things like “let’s give up our crude urban existence and find an old stone home that we can covert into a little B&B.” They have a name for this in these parts: Peter Mayle Syndrome. Side effects include marmalade making, furniture building and a sudden desire to crush your own olives.
Pilgrims in Provence: A search for the soul of southern France
The intrepid reporters of the Los Angeles Herald-Express radio-flash car, combing the city for breaking news, 1949.
(via cmonstah)
[Editor’s note: Following Dougie Wallace’s half-insane photoessay on the bingedrinkers of Blackpool yesterday, here’s a more literary take on the phenomenon in Wales, from writer Nemonie Craven. Updated and republished from her late, lamented How to Live Blog]
I was struck the other…
Nemonie Craven gets in a limo with old friends, drinks heavily, and has an epiphany in the bathroom. Nicely done.
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