Do you not have curses where you come from? Blood and ashes. It's like...blast it or fucking hell.

[But apparently blood and ashes is not a common curse anywhere but Mat's world. He hasn't heard a single other person utter it. Just another of those little things that hammers home how unique a world he comes from.

Back to the matter at hand...]

And your pitch leaves a great deal to be desired. A creamy and hot cheese blanket sounds terrible. But I will try your abomination anyhow, because admittedly it smells good.

[Besides, he's nothing against the things used to make it. Just generally not all together in this particular format.]

How do you eat it?