Scurry for a curry

Got a horrid report deadline today, so I only had 5 minutes to whip out of the office and trundle up the street to find some lunch. Ducked up this laneway as part of my secret shortcut to find a decent red chicken curry.

I'll be here until late tonight so the leftovers will do nicely for dinner. And hopefully, if I burrow to the very lowest depths of my handbag (think the Mariana Trench and you'll be getting the idea), I might unearth some chocolate for dessert.

Photograph-wise, it was either this laneway or a shot of my office's Badly Scuffed Fluorescent-Lit Corridor of Unending Tedium.

I would have photographed the curry, but I scoffed it quick-sticks (it was a very nice curry).