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“EXCUSE ME, SON,” said a regal older woman in the checkout aisle, pointing to my cart. “What kind of bread is that?”
“Naan,” I said. “A kind of Indian flatbread.”
“May I ask how you will use it?”
“With a chicken curry. It’s great for sopping.”
“Oh, honey,” she replied with a rueful laugh. “Don’t nobody know about soppin’ anymore.”
We ended the conversation abruptly to keep the line moving. Still, days after, her statement haunted me. Was sopping truly a dying art? I started talking to some of my chef friends, asking them if they, like me, swiped torn bread around the bottom of a bowl to collect what deliciousness a spoon could not. Sopping, according to my polling, is not a generational thing. It is…
