Masoor Dhal

At Burhampoor, under the midday sun, our heroes purchase a hasty lunch (and some rather fine Indian slippers) from the platform before heading back to the train and on towards the Sutpour Mountains. Dhal served with rice, vegetables and a simple salad, eaten using rough rips of chapatti bread to scoop it into your mouth: filling, soothing, wholesome fodder. My great-great-relative Colonel Woodthorpe inspired this recipe, which I found in a family scrapbook. Woodthorpe wandered the undiscove