While waiting for my latest HuffPo article to make it through editorial approval and get posted on the site, I thought I’d share my favorite story from last week.

My dear friend, Abid, who is a huge supporter of the book and must have talked about it in front of his family, was out to dinner with his son when he sent me this text:

Simon and I are eating massive quantities of tandoori at the best Indian buffet in NOLA. After a quiet moment of gluttony, he says… “Happiness as a Second Language: the key to happiness is CHICKEN!

Gotta love a kid who knows how to be happy (and, more importantly, in his happiest moment thinks of my book!)

I think I’ll go out and get some chicken.
Thanks, Simon! (and Abid)

Stay happy.

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3 Responses

  1. I try to instruct my child to not look like he’s possessed by satan while eating lunch. However, tandoori chicken has its own effect that I cannot control. Nevertheless, underneath the evil exterior, there is much happiness in this photo. Especially in the belly.