Nothing brings me greater joy in life than cooking food. Food saved my life as a young man. From my earliest memories, I was fascinated by what happened in the kitchen. I would eagerly watch as my grandmother and mother would cook up some of the simplest yet heartwarming dishes of my youth.

Years I spent in the kitchen perfecting my craft. Year after year, I would push the boundaries of culinary excellence. Driven by pure passion and curiosity, I suddenly desired a certain flavor for my meals. This dilemma wracked my body and soul from a lack of answers, and for the first time, uncertainty had taken over.

That is until I discovered what my craft was missing. Once I realized what I needed, it all seemed so obvious. I had prepared roasts using the rarest of meats known to humankind. The purest and most mesmerizing spices from every corner of the world. But the one thing I hadn’t considered in all my years of cooking and consuming was the most obvious ingredient.

One night sitting in my kitchen hours after the staff and patrons had all gone. I began ruminating about what to cook next, like any other night. However, that night a flip switched in my mind rendering hidden thoughts from confinement. Every meal is made for my patrons to enjoy using only the best ingredients.

Realizing that the joy of cooking had only been partially achieved, a result of my short-sightedness. At that moment, I knew what had been missing from my craft. No creature in existence consumes with such a voracious and misguided appetite as the human species. Vast quantities of them roam the earth consuming almost anything.

Rather than simply making food with the best ingredients for my patrons, I must make the best food using ingredients derived from them. How could I have been so oblivious to something this simple?

From that moment I knew what I needed to do. So I set out to discover the mysteries of cooking using human flesh. A concept that might seem daunting and barbaric to the faint of heart and those lacking a creative mind.

But I assure you the results are spectacular indeed. If there is any doubt you only have to ask my unsuspecting patrons what they think. For months now I have stood in the distance observing them indulge on someone's mother, father, brother, or sister. All the while they smile and leave happier than they arrived.

“Compliments to the chef!” They say as they leave.