Pork and mango curry I'd say, with a little lime pickle, rice, onions and the correct amount of seasoning.
It bothers me that the bulk (?) of our religions were formed in the middle east, share common folklore and imagery, common characters and events and all believe themselves to correct and beyond criticism. So why did bunch of pagan, Celtic toe-rags like us Northern Europeans buy into their imported ideas and worse why do we continue to do so? Why did we fight pointless wars, burn heretics, build unpleasant and ugly churches and form ourselves into football teams and communities that fervently oppose one another with a passion, all in god's name? The answer? "We tend to believe what we're told and were easily led then and we still are now".
A cheese and ham toasty eaten in the garden. Olives.
Fresh strawberries with cream and a tiny pinch of sugar and a tiny squirt of honey.
A wasps nest hidden under the slates awaiting my cunning plan of wasp destruction.
I'm not keen on Far-Eastern religions either, perhaps I'm just not on the right wave-length.
One of these weekends it'll be T in the Park and the heavens will open.
Last week I bought ten bags of ice and have nothing to show for it.
Despite the somewhat alluring appeal of having people fawning before me and agreeing with me in a sycophantic way I still refuse to form my own religion.
Fixing a model helicopter with bathroom silica filler and it still flies.