Oh, but this sounds like heaven. A hot lunch of your choice of curry, samosa, bread, or other bits delivered to your office (your home office! dream on, dream on) every day.
Photo from The Guardian UK
Home cooked and made by somebody’s Indian mother. How wonderful…
(Did I mention that HB proposed to me at an Indian restaurant, the Taj Mahal? Its menus featured the tagline “romance in dining.”)