What a deal to pick up and eat two Samosas from Safeway. Skip all the time-consuming effort of making them from scratch.
They sell Samosas at the food hall at Harrods, and absolutely delicious Samosas are also available on Fridays at the chemist/post office across from the Bear Hotel in Woodstock, England.
But that’s a distance to travel if you live in San Francisco. Safeway is ten minutes away. Fast, easy, delicious, and no dirty dishes.
If one were to make Samosas from scratch, it would require a commitment like marriage.
Find a recipe, buy the ingredients, set aside the time, mix, chop, roll, cook, clean, set the table, serve the Samosas, eat the Samosas, then clean the dinner dishes and save the leftovers.
Fast foods save time. Eat straight out of the bag. Savage but delicious.
Marriage is similar to making Samosas from scratch.
Instead of Samosas, one produces children that you have to diaper, feed, bathe, raise, educate, pray they don’t turn up stupid, and pay for an Ivy League building so they can graduate with a degree. Then, pray they marry the right person and don’t require the Ivy League building again.
Fast foods are like a quick affair. No clean up, and the living is easy.
As soon as the family values folks realize the convenience of fast foods, fast foods will go the way of women’s human rights.
“Can’t have fast foods. That would eliminate the little lady’s full-time job in the kitchen. Get her thinking and out of the house. No, sir!”
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