"And now for the specialite de la maison!"
Off came the silver domes.
Jennifer squinted. "Is it a casserole? Or fettucine alfredo?"
Celeste took her plate.
"No," she said, "It's Flinstones macaroni and cheese."
Jennifer took a bite. "Ugh! It's burned. I have an idea. Maybe Presse-puree is the killer, and he poisoned the guy."
"Ah, yes," said Bart, "Like the pharmakon, the food can be both medicine and poison."
Barney stared up at him menacingly.
