The 100% perfect lunch has been discovered. Today I went to the generally below-middling cafeteria on the University of Massachusetts campus, and ordered a bowl of Thai chicken curry soup. I chose to include rice noodles, dried onions, limes, ginger, chopped green chilies, sprouts, cilantro, and a few vigorous shakes of
Sriracha hot sauce. This culminated in a pretty good soup, which I put in a sack and smuggled up to the 12th floor of the library, and ate whilst reading some
Bob Kaufman poems.
Upon finishing the curry--and undoubtedly the reason for the praiseworthiness of the meal experience--I chose to walk down the stairs from the 12th floor. Since the stairwell is tightly-wound and made entirely from concrete it can serve as a pretty good Phil Spector-style echo chamber. Twisting down to the right, to the right, to the right, I started to sing a fabricated doo-wop bass line all the way to the first floor.
Then, finished with a banana.
