rec·i·pe
[res-uh-pee]
–noun
1. a set of instructions for making or preparing something, esp. a food dish: a recipe for a cake.
2. a Medical prescription.
3. a method to attain a desired end: a recipe for success.
Let's roll with number three. In which case, I might just have the recipe for short-term happiness. I say short-term only because I'm old enough now to know that all happiness is transient. Without the sour, the sweet is never as sweet.
The Recipe for Short-term Happiness
Ingredients:
- 1 x beautifully sunny Torontian day
- 1 x job interview
- 3 x subway trips (with at least one Spadina North/South to East/West tunnel interchange)
- 1 x amazingly delightful fresh food market (preferably a Whole Foods Market)
- 1 x iPod with wicked tunes
- 1 x pair of black Rayban wayfarers
- 1 x pair of black Dr. Marten's boots
- 1 x black woollen coat
Method:
- Wake up on the right side of the bed. A positive attitude is always the best way to start your day!
- Peel back the curtains and let the morning rays of sunshine filter through the window
- Administer yourself a nutritious, filling breakfast and wash it down with a cuppa
- Shower, dress and groom meticulously; wear a suitable amount of black - now's the time to whip out the sunnies, boots and coat
- Take one of your three subway trips
- Attend job interview; perform well so that even if you don't get the job, you'll know you've done the best you can
- Take your second subway trip
- Walk several blocks through Yorkville, taking in the aesthetically-pleasing surrounds
- Stumble upon Whole Foods Market
- Walk around Whole Foods trying to contain your gastronomic orgasm
- Emerge from Whole Foods $35 poorer (having only purchased five items) but feeling like you've had an orgasm nonetheless
- Take your last subway trip, making sure you use the Spadina tunnel interchange
- Emanate from the train at Spadina with your headphones on, listening to Moby at full volume on your iPod
- Make the journey through the Spadina tunnel interchange, swathed in black, with the bravado of a charlatan
- Smile to yourself knowing that at that very moment you feel like a character in a movie and the music blaring in your ears is the soundtrack
Simple as that folks
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