One afternoon I drove to this mans home. It was a sunny day and I had just worked a twelve hour shift at a factory. My feet were sore, head was pounding, and I was exhausted. When I arrived, the front door was open. It was kind of odd, but I proceeded to enter. I made my way into the kitchen and there was a magnificent sight. This beautiful dish was presented in front of me. He told me I could eat it, but I didn't want to be rude. However, he insisted and I couldn't resist. My mouth was watering. When I bit into the meat in front of me it had a weird aftertaste. I eventually finished my meal, and we decided to watch the movie I had come over for. When I sat on the couch I noticed his pet fluff ball was not around. I asked him where he was. Long story short, he fed me his cat. Don't trust him.