At work I once (thank God) bit into a "fresh" cornish pasty and ended up munching pastry, lamb, potato, carrot, turnip and a thick clump of blonde hair, everyone fell about laughing including the lady filling up the vending machine (I won't be macho I retched a few times and whinged, which made it even funnier to everyone) business was very slow that day, but picked up the next as hunger dictates your standards, must admit that I'm a bit wary about food now
but if I'm hungry I'll buy (also alcohol makes your standards drop even further-kebabs
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