When angels cometh and call thee a blessed one...

You'd probably feel how I felt tonight.

Yeah, looks like there is something in the world for everybody. Even for the lazy-to-the-last-underlying-bone ones like me. (Near) two weeks of bread-omelettes, corn flakes, repeat of the same 'n' times, burgers, of all kinds and shapes, muffins, salads, with and without dressings, then some chocolates, peanut butter, chips, more junk, even more junk, apple juice, orange juice, etcetera left my taste buds nearly dead.

And then, on one of those routine sorties to the nearby grocery, I find this heavenly thing. At 4 something dollars, but I don't give anything close to a damn.


Heavenly. Beats the stuff you get at home. Creamed spinach & cheese with rice and rajmah dal. Made with support from people flown from the region of Punjab in India, it says.

Buy it, put it in 5 minutes of oven and you are done. Perfect for bums like me. Amy's Foods. New York.

Bless life. Bliss life.