Growing up in Bombay, we had Savitabai who came around every other morning with her ‘tokri’ of fresh fish. She’d get them straight from Sassoon Dock in Colaba so they really were fresh. The only problem we’d ever had with her was it was always the same fish! Prawns, Pomfret, Mackerel, Surmai or Bombay Duck! As my brother and I grew older, we wanted more to choose from but no amount of cajoling or screaming or even begging helped. She very stoically maintained “heych ahe, ghey aataa” (this is whats…
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