En Route to Saag Paneer

During the school week, I walk past an Indian restaurant at least twice a day on my way to and from campus. The aromas seem to permeate my skin in just the few short minutes I'm within nose-shot; I sometimes feel as though the sensory experience is strong enough to count as an actual meal. A few nights ago, despite having indulged in a particularly pungent feast on my stroll home, I arrived at my apartment with an enormous appetite. When I opened the fridge, a block of Indian ...