[He listens to the list like it's a whole bunch of exotic fish, related by a very passionate but not entirely comprehensible marine biologist.]

I think I've had latkes before. Rugelach, too... I guess it'd be kind of nostalgic to eat it again.

[It seems to serve as a decent motivator to eat his soup, which he's doing, at a pokey but dedicated pace.

His curiosity will always outpace his appetite, though, and also how healthy and clearheaded he's feeling at any given time. Being poisoned just isn't enough of an excuse to give it a break.]

Did she give you whatever you wanted, if you asked for it?