Food Digest

Took my leftovers from chili-over-noodles night to work and ate ‘em for lunch. A colleague at the next desk over asked me what smelled so good. When I told him my concoction, he looked like he’d just farted in front of his mother-in-law (i.e. a mixture of embarrassment and horror). That’ll teach him to let his nose make decisions for him, I suppose. But really, dude ought to open his mind a little bit. His nose was right. This stuff is the food of the gods. And even his mother-in-law breaks wind from time to time.