It happens once in a while, a person insists that you come for dinner and then serves challenging food. The host looks on, almost with subconscious sadistic delight as you poke the cold, or room temperature food with the fork and then shove it in your mouth. It sent shivers up my spine as I ate the dinner in the picture, heavily-salted Chicken-pile Dinner, with French fries and toast, served on a microwave-safe plate on a kitten place mat.
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