Tech-savvy Snackers Pillows

"It's asking me if I want to share my selection on Facebook."

"Why would I want to meet Santa? I can just go home and log onto his social media page from the comfort of my bed."

"I think you put too much healthy food in our smart refrigerator. It's about to spit it all out."

Champagne

'All tests point to the same conclusion: it is indeed a big banana.'

'The 'Business Man's Lunch?' The chicken salad comes served in a laptop.'

"Not bad, but it has a sort of plastic aftertaste."

"Fresh pepper?"

'The chef is just making your cheesecake now, sir.'

'Like it? It's my digital vest, it calculates calories, portions and price per pound!'

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

"Something photogenic for each of us."

"Wow, you've got to try this combination."

"Okay, okay - next time I'll spring the trap and you grab the cheese."

"I wanted crisps but this assessed my body mass index and gave me an apple ..."

Waiter to diner: 'I'm going to return you to the main menu.'

"I wonder how many Facebook likes I'll get."

"They're boulettes de viande. They're meatballs. They're balls of meat."

'Any more napkins, Hon? Annie's got cone leakage.'

'Here's to romantic candlelight dinners and infared technology.'

"Revelatory, Michael - such airy meatballs."

The four major food groups.

Storefront reading "Net 'n' Nosh (Formerly Books 'n' Java)"

"Bad news Dad, I've just received an e-Alert: The farmer's wife has downloaded a "Coq au Vin" recipe..."

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

"I'm texting my compliments to the chef!"

"Up here! Beef jerky, trail mix, energy bars!"

"Maybe I'll just put these cookies back."

Robot eats some chips from the chip shop.

"Oh goodie, pigs in a blanket."

'I think you're going to love it! Our award-winning chef microwaved them to perfection.'