Chapattis with butter and marmalade

In other books that I have written, I have touched upon the memory I have of my grandmother rolling out chapattis in India. The picture is vivid in my mind although I cannot remember if she was in the outside kitchen or in the house (which was a more proper place for a burra memsahib to be). And why she should be performing this mundane task I don’t know, for there were plenty of servants. Perhaps she merely found it soothing and relaxing, which it is. But my taste-buds are pe