That reminds me of the American Spectator magazine.
Every time someone on death row was executed they would have a restaurant-style ‘review’ of their last meal.
I found it both disturbing and hilarious.
I don’t believe in Capital Punishment; but it might be interesting to know what those incarcerated dream of eating.
People are never more themselves than when choosing and eating their food.
I love to watch people in restaurants. I once sat near a young woman in an Indian restaurant, and she seemed absolutely orgasmic over every bite. (It was a very good Indian restaurant, and I probably would have appeared the same if I’d been alone with nobody engaging me in conversation.)