Enderal:The Art of Crispy Meat
Who doesn't know that? You are looking forward to a nice, crispy piece of meat after a hard day of work, but your useless child, who you instructed to cook it, gives you a charred something instead. You castigate them, but the problem stays the same: You are hungry. Which means that there is no other way than doing it yourself: walk to the fireplace, cut out a big, bloody chunk of the animal,and throw it into the kettle. And lo and behold: Slowly the pleasent smell of burned life reaches you nostrils. Is there anything better than that?
I don't think so.