Moss Mousse

 I once got a restaurant bill for 1600 euros for four people, 60 of which was the charge for drinking water. It was a very weird, annoying spectacle of a meal; dinner theater really. An iconic, meglomaniacal French chef by the name of Marc Veyrat is the proprietor of the place that served me something that tasted much like I assume rabbit shit would taste like. It was called "Mouse de mousse." Get it? Har har. Still gross.