A good man passed away and went to heaven. He was greeted by St. Peter, who congratulated him and said he could have anything he wished.
The fellow requested something to eat and a telescope so that he could look around.
While eating the sandwich provided to him, he peered through the telescope down at the folks in hell and saw that they were feasting on prawns, chicken tikkas, mutton chops, karahi paneer and desserts.
“How come people down there are eating gourmet food?” He asked St. Peter. “I earned a place in heaven, but you gave me only a sandwich!”
“Well,” replied St. Peter apologetically, “it doesn’t pay to cook for just two.”