The Red Shoes was visually lush, but the rest of it was barely digestible...
It was a great film! And you're not supposed to eat it, you watch it.
Oooh. You know, this explains my aversion to a lot of films, particularly the ones directed by fat, old, sweaty men.
I could see you at a restaurant: "I ordered 'Schindler's List'. What's a schnitzel?"

the baked ziti i'm cooking right now is a means to an end.
Your pasta is a means to your end? Mine goes straight to my love-handles.