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'Enjoy your meal! We grow everything ourselves!'

Halloween may be a little different this year.

"Maybe if we added some pumpkin spice?"

"Just a pinch, Helga ... spicy eye of newt doesn't agree with me."

A dozen predictions for foods of the future.

"I'm not eating a TV dinner. Now it's called 'Computer Cuisine.'"

'Creme brulee! You're the best Mum!'

UFO = Unidentified frying object.

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

'Chef told me I had to have guard before I used the mixer!'

"Do you like eye of newt in your Mac 'n' Cheese?"

How To Turn A Closed-Down Nuclear Reactor Into A Theme Restaurant: A Master Plan.

Witches in kitchen, sign for man says 'Your dinner's in the coven'.

"Oh, how nice. You're just in time to cut the vegetables,"

"To be honest it's not char-grilled, it's actually hydrogen-fluoride lasered chicken."

"Well, we went through the fruit and veg, and thought we should try something more exotic - like the space-time continuum."

'The cauldron is just for the sauce - I do the rest in my microwave.'

'Chefs, the secret ingredient for tonight's competition is - wing of bat!'

No matter where. . . everyone gravitates toward the kitchen.

"You're not even dressed?"

Kirks & Tacos

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

"Apart from writing your new cookery book what else have you been up to?"

'I want my stir fry to be magical.'

"The book, How to Serve Man! It's. . . It's a cook book, filled with recipes that use MSG and transfats!"

"We only have three and twenty black birds for the pie."

Surprise!

Christmas canape?

Pretty Soon: Bioengineering will produce livestock which requires less processing.

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

Have you got some E98 and E695 for 'Ma Traffords home baked apple pie'?

'Now, if you can get them when they're still in the clamshell, their adrenalin is way higher which enhances the taste. In fact, here comes one right now!'

"Spoiler alert, Bob. If you need to carbon-date you lunch it's spoiled."

The Wokking Dead