You enter my restaurant. A pungent smell fills your nose. I greet you at the entrance, wearing casual clothing that reeks of filth.

oh hey there buddy. you must be looking for some grub huh? well, look no further.

Pulls out a menu, which looks like it was made using scraps I found laying around. I look at the options intently, drooling.

for we serve the best grub in town. meat-slop bread to be more specific.