The phone chimes.
Someone is in the area and they're stopping by.
Cool. Ok. You look around and there isn't much to offer in the way of snax, so you head out to the farmer's market to pick up a few choice items.
Pick a few cucumbers from your garden
30 minutes later, you're in business. And business is gooooooooood.
Look, I'm not going to bombard you with text and recipes, don't nobody want that shit. We want the food and flower porn!
WE WANT THE FOOD PORN!!
GIVE US THE FOOD PORN!!