Upon entering “Yummy Restaurant,” the laws of logic appeared to unravel. The waiter, dressed in a tuxedo made of live eels, welcomed me with a grin that revealed a set of carnivorous teeth. The menu, written in a language unknown to mankind, presented dishes with names like “Existential Enigma” and “Metaphysical Morsel.” As I attempted to savor the first bite, my spoon transformed into a wriggling millipede, leaving me pondering the true meaning of gastronomic absurdity.