Convenience Food?
Years ago, when my brother started living and working in Singapore, he rented a room with a family with two boys. He told me the younger boy said his favourite food was taufu, which he preferred to chicken “because no need to chew, can just swallow.”
In my case, my favourite lunch is a toasted cheese sandwich, because no need to use knife to spread on bread. But that’s just me …
I’m reminded of a fable my mother told me when I was a kid. There was this man who was so lazy to get his own food that when his wife went away, she tied a huge biscuit to his neck that he could eat easily. She came home to find him dead because he’d nibbled the biscuit to his limit and was too lazy to stretch further to eat more.
Sorry for this crazy post, which I’m writing as I eat my toasted cheese sandwich. And please don’t ask me what’s the moral in the fable my mother told me. I can’t remember.
