In which Our Hero was apparently punished for his hubris

Hi guys,

I figured out what my ironic Greek punishment would be.  Basically, the opposite of Tantalus: Instead of being hungry but denied of opportunity to eat or drink, I would be giving the opportunity to eat all the tasty food I wanted--but I would always already be full

Here's how I came to this realization.  After spending the day wandering around Yanaka and gorging myself on a giant portion of some of the best curry I have ever eaten (and yes, I stand by that statement--so you can just deal with it, random jerk with no life taking advantage of internet anonymity), I meandered on down to Ueno.  The meander has been a solid method of transportation for me lately; Basically I pick a neighborhood I like, then pick another neighborhood 2-5 train stops away, and then spend a few hours making my way from one to the other at a leisurely pace.  "Meander" is a good term for it, because my distaste for taking the straight line from A to B generates a path approaching fractal complexity--I can turn a 2km as-the-crow-flies path into a 8km wander, given appropriate distractions

But I digress, the point is that I ended up in Ueno Park already very, very full of delicious curry . . . aaaaaand walked right into the middle of the Indian Subcontinent Culture Festival.  Complete with all kinds of delicious food.  I felt like I was going to cry

Curry and samosas and Nepalese dumplings everywhere

Everywhere I turned, nothing but delicious-looking food for like 500yen per plate

Why, Zues, why????

And reasonably priced booze too???  I would rather have my liver eaten by an eagle every day

It was truly awful, the most terrible of tortures imaginable--to be surrounded by the sight and smell (oh yes, the smell) of such delicious food while too full to eat any.  Just awful

Anyways, long story short I still got a big thing of lamb biryani.  Because I have poor impulse control.  The plan was to take it home with me, but then I walked past a comfy looking bench like thirty seconds later and stopped to try a few bites and ended up eating the whole container of delicious spicy lamby goodness.  Because I have poor impulse control

You had me at "what's that in the squeeze bottle?" "spicy sauce, you can add extra"

I have such poor impulse control.  It was totally worth it

Noah out