Strike 1: ordering a chick pea roti.
Strike 2: ordering it at Indian scale medium spiciness
Strike 3: taking a good walk and long train ride to let it all brew
Now, I suppose none of these factors is enough to create horrible side effects on their own, but combined together the results are just terrible. All throughout the walk I was feeling like there was a veritable fire in my gut. When I was on the subway, I felt like my insides were going to explode. I had to loosen my belt a notch to get some room for bloat. And now that I’m at home, I swear, it’s been a really noisy night. This level of gassiness is high, even for someone with a reputation like me. I mean, wow.
What, TMI?
If you plan on being around polite company within a few hours, I would highly recommend staying away from anything laden with chick peas. Just saying.
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