My, but this cake is delicious

As a great Zen master Roshi Taji approached death, his senior disciples assembled at his bedside. One of them, remembering the roshi was fond of a certain kind of cake, had spent half a day searching the pastry shops of Tokyo for this confection which he now presented to Roshi Taji. With a wan smile the dying roshi accepted a piece of the cake and slowly began munching it. As the roshi grew weaker, his disciples leaned close and inquired whether he had any final words for them.

"Yes" the roshi replied.

The disciples leaned forward eagerly. "Please tell us!"

"My, but this cake is delicious!" And with that he died.