Ah, inside joke. Now it all still makes no sense. Who are we to judge what
is and isn't "real" food? One mans gourmet, sauteed, sewer confluence
grown, Sea Worms are another mans delicacy. ;-) At least Echo's non-food
isn't moving.
I can hear the tune from Ricky Martin, sung by William Hung, "She bites, she
bites...".