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.