10-Course Meal at Cafe Sinai

I worship the sins I eat, first and foremost, like a strange god.

I like my blasphemy well-done.

I like to skip the Sabbath for all I can eat.

I snub my parents to eat alone.

I like my murder cold, as a soup that slurps loudly.

I cheat on my wife without indigestion, and it goes down easy.

I steal recipes for success and eat them without guilt.

When I say I'm not hungry, don't believe me.

I covet your cutlery, especially the extremely sharp knives.

I covet your wife, especially the forks.