Alice's Bakery.

I made this for you, Mother.

Oh hey, that's amazing. Thank you! Oh, but I couldn't possibly eat all of that on my own. How about you go ahead an' gobble that down, and I'll not spend the next hour wailing on you for dipping your shit-and-spit-covered paws into my goddamn pastry mix again. Lord knows you'll suffer enough already with all the salmonella in that thing, without me putting bruises on you.