Fine Dining in New York City

“You’d think we’d be eating worse now, wouldn’t you?”

“What do you mean ‘now’?”

“You know, after the nukes landed.”

“We’re eating pigeons we cooked over a drum of burning gasoline in the middle of what was Manhattan. How are things not worse?”

“I’ll admit that things are worse in general but these pigeons turned out great, like goose.”

“It’s amazing what a little rosemary can do.”

“We never appreciated the little things.”

“Yeah. Now pass the Twinkies.”