When my wife and I eat out, there’s rarely any debate about our choice of cuisine — it has to be Chinese. And after we place the order for soup — almost always Peking duck soup — we sit back and start chatting. That routine may not change much in the future but there’s a very real possibility that for a while at least, we’ll burst into laughter every time we order Chinese. After today’s unforgettable meeting with the Chinese ambassador to India, Peking duck in soup will mean something else entirely to me.