Northwest cuisine for the ones sent to the southeast incinerator of the tumbleweed state... you stand at an exit door and release one at a
time for spawn of the devil. It only takes about 1500 years of feeding to make him
happy. When he burps up his
yellow slime, you can finally have a glass of ice water.
I'm not serving anymore, unless I can go in a feeding
frenzy neck holes and fish heads, I'm the incinerator
now.