Supper Sleuths Gifts

'I can't believe you cooked this all by yourself...you must have had an accomplice!'

Guess Where Your Dinner Is?

'Alone for the weekend at last!'

"First Lady Lettuce goes missing, then Colonel Crouton followed by Reginald Radish... Great Caesar's Ghost! Someone is making a salad!"

"I'll have the Investigator's Special."

"Number 2. Step forward please."

The Huge-Underground Vat theory of why all wonton soup tastes exactly the same.

Some days, we all just feel like a little take-out lo mein.

'So, in room 1 we sweat them. 2 is for grilling, 3 is for roasting. We leave them to simmer in room 4...'

"...I should have seen it coming...The busboys, the waiters, the dishwashers, the maitre d', all stealing shrimp, caviar, lobster, but ah, the strawberries, that's where I had them?"

'I have a bad feeling about this place, Watson... and I smell a rat!'

"What the heck did I do with that leftover turkey?!"

"We know you boosted that milk truck!" "Admit it or we'll take a bite outta you!"

Horse meat scandal.

'This is not Hungarian stew.' 'We ran out of Hungarians.'

"Hmmm...this'll be a tough one..."

'It appears that 'reduced fat' means high fat, 'lo-fat' means plenty of fat, and 'fat-free' means some fat.'

Communicate with the departed via the cloud.

'Police. We have reason to believe you've been hacking into your neighbor's computers and stealing their recipes.'

'We don't want your business; we just want the recipe.'

Waiter, there are tiny bubbles rising to the surface of my clam chowder. Conclusion" there's a flatulent fly in my soup. ? ?

'There's a lamb chop in my soup.' - 'Oh, that's where it got to. It belongs to table six.'

CIA Cafeteria: 'It's nice of you to ask, but the recipe is classified.'

"Apparently, some of the additives cause a nerve disorder, but others cure it."

"It's called The Pastry Shop Mystery. A real Whodoughnut."

'Sue, the poltergeist has made us another cake.'

'Waiter, there are no vowels in my alphabet soup!'

'What's affordable tonight?'

"The secret was in the sauce."

Things are usually pretty quiet aound here at night - But every once in a while, this nutjob shows up and makes a scene, Don't try to apprehend him yourself - Really cuckoo, that one,

"Come back when you're sober, and we'll see if you still have that double vision."

"Our greatest fears are confirmed, they've taken waffle fries off the menu."

Scrutinising a burger under a magnifying glass.

'C'mon, Bill, LOOK at the evidence! A fabulous home-made crust, fresh apples, raisins, gourmet vanilla ice cream, and no sign of a struggle. This guy was definitely killed by kindness!'

Another session of the lunch-hour scientists...