Found a handwritten recipe card near the 14 bus stop on Grelmire. Laminated. Titled "Aunt Peg's Hotdish." Looked like a family recipe somebody dropped so I made it. It is not a casserole. I don't know what it is. It's been on my counter for three days and it hasn't cooled down. The inside is a color I don't think I've seen before. Smells incredible, genuinely the best thing I've ever smelled, but every time I go to take a bite I change my mind for reasons I can't explain. My cat won't go in the kitchen. If this is your Aunt Peg's recipe, I need you to come get this and tell me what I'm supposed to do now because I can't throw it away. I've tried. It comes back.