Piping hot lasagna

Just down the road from Paul's house is an over-priced grocery store called Mortons. It's the kind of place you imagine people are muttering behind your back "that fellow surely mustn't belong here, he can't be earning any more than twenty thousand a year!".

You do find some gems there though, like some a sweet-ass premium cereal selection and what I found today: a variety of microwaveable meals made in-store, that look surprisingly palatable.

It's loaded with garlic, so I'm sure any attractive women not put off by my three-day old beard will be repelled by my garlic-breath*; but I'm not going to let that get me down. This is the first store-bought microwaveable lasagna that tastes good.

Mmh, lasagnarific.

* First person to to say "or your personality" gets a brick in the nose.