[Here there tall, dark-haired and handsome. Taako turns when someone talks to him and he sighs, gesturing to the accoutrements of the kitchen.]

That oven? Is ancient. The spices? Inadequate. There should be at least a three burner stove available and where are the vegetables? The actual meat?

[He makes a face of disgust at the dispensers.]

That thing cannot be called food.