Takeout

Beef and potatoes. Rice and tomatoes. Lo mein. Chow fun. Sweet and sour pork. After-dinner mint. Fortune cookie. Candy bar. Crescent-shaped dumpling.

Each of the items of food on the list above was cooked by my restaurant and sold to you. You took them home in a bag and consumed them. Then you said to yourself:

“That was a really good dish to eat. It was loaded with flavor. I must ask for the recipe.”

Then I came to your house and handed you a Styrofoam container that was filled with beets, rice, water chestnuts, fried eels, wontons, and some gravy on a spoon. “Here is an extra serving of stew,” I said, “free of charge.” Then you and I climbed on the back of my fictional dinosaur and rode into the sunset.