One of my mother's favourite jokes:
Drunk man: Barman, do your lemons have legs?
Drunk Man: Damnit. I've just squeezed your canary into my gin.
It doesn't sound so grotesque out loud, interestingly.
I am sifting through pictures prior to putting together the inspiring kitchen photo essay, which I think might have to come in several parts.
* Novel title, by Richard Stark. It's a good novel title.