You’d better be paying attention, because I won’t be repeating myself. Now then.
First, I take a blender, some food (Margarita pizza, in this case) that’s ACTUALLY COOKED AND SEASONED BECAUSE I AM NOT A SAVAGE, and some wine.
Then, the food and the wine go into the blender. I do hope you’re all following. Take some notes, if you have to.
And finally, we blend it till it’s a thick but consistent paste that I can comfortably drink without having to chew, because I can only consume fluids.
There. That’s it. I don’t eat smelly corpses or live humans or whatever other garbage you have the audacity to wave under my nose. This has been a delightful episode of Cooking With Abbacchio Because Complete Fucking Strangers Keep Pestering Him. Now go away.
P.S. You on the right there are by far the least appetizing thing I’ve ever laid my many eyes upon. If we were stranded on a desert island then I’d rather eat my own legs than you.