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Published 2007
When I used to work in a cheap and cheerful, very busy Greek Cypriot restaurant (serving meze), I got to the state where the words bean and salad used in the same sentence would induce a slight twitching, if not a rash. Which is a great shame, because some of my favourite things are beans, and I endured several beanless years in recovery. I am happy to state that they are back in my diet with a vengeance, and I am extraordinarily proud of my pulse collection in the shop.
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