Culinary Celestial T-Shirts

'Let the record show that I suggested primordial souffl'ee.'

Martha Stewart Takes Over The Universe

Flying sauces.

The Origins of Everything

"The bagels are better in New York."

"No dessert until you finish your dark matter."

"Honey, close the fridge door while you're thinking!"

An intergalactic oat bran cluster, about to significantly lower Earth's average cholesterol level.

'Before you order, perhaps you'd like to discuss your food issues with our eating therapist.'

"Are you sure its supposed to look like that?"

'The good news is you don't have to worry about cholesterol, carbs, or trans fat.'

"You're not even dressed?"

Kirks & Tacos

'Self service.' 'How much do I tip myself?'

"I'm sorry it's not what you ordered, but the chef works in mysterious ways."

Christmas canape?

Paranormal tips: sandwiches with crop circles may lead to marmalade stains on trousers

'What d'you say to a massive Szechuan-style wok fry-up before we start?'

"You're not going to believe this -- they're making deep-fried manna."

Gastronauts

"What's good here?"

"We'll cut you some slack because you're new here, but in the future you should know we frown on Devil's food."

Pizza delivery to heaven.

'Sure $16.95 is a lot for a burger and fries, but what can you do?'

Flying Sauces

'Could you be a little more specific than angel food?'

"I always have chicken so I can study the entrails."

Gastrodamus.

Chef Cellist

'This solar eclipse will transform the sun into a ring of fire Jenkins...'

"He'll have the meat loaf"

Here's a review of a restaurant that just opened. It says Chef Sun flame broils everything. The watier, Hailey's Comet, disappeared for what seemed like years. Much of the food is brought in from Pluto so of course it's frozen. And the dessert cart had nothing but Milky Ways. Despite all that there was a packed house on opening night. They started off with a bang!

'Personally, I think the cumulous taste more cotton candy then marshmallow.'

Fortune teller in restaurant says to waiter: 'I'll have the soup of tomorrow, please.'

The French piper