* Trevor’s Kodachrome Revelation
One seldom expects to encounter a crisis of metaphysics between the fish course and the port, but such is the price of dining at The Meringue.
Lord Thornton—“Ruffles” to his friends, “Bwana” to his man Kamau—had invited us to his estate in the Wanjohi Valley for what he termed a “modest little supper.” As usual, the place …
