Mickey Grayghost has rung the dinner bell, though no one will hear it. In spite of incredulousness, he's actually tracked down and prepared for you an entire collection of recipes from whom he refers to simply as the chef. That's if we're calling it a cookbook. Is it, though? The recipes aren't necessarily arcane, not esoteric, but perhaps... en route to find the specific cook they were meant for. It's a cookbook. It's also, just a book. A book about depression. And, the person this is meant to fall into the hands of... is best described from the following, taken directly from the back cover: ● The person first picking this up is probably the wrong person. There's a cook, limp, inanimate, on the couch. Dinner is coming, and they know it. It's inevitable. In more need than that cook, is the cook spread out on the floor, just in front of the TV. Neither are, so much, motivated by the prospects of a genuine, nourishing, likely amazing, homecooked meal, as the majority would be motivated. That's why the "recipes" in this book for such "cooks", this... "cookbook", are not for the majority, not for the cook looking for the next great way to serve up something incredible. It's that majority that should pick up this book, and bring it to the unmoving, uninterested cook, who, right now, is saving energy until life absolutely dictates that the time has come, that they must gather themselves up from the floor, and check one more dinner off the list, until it invariably comes back around tomorrow. ● A list of the recipes - Bachelor Tuna Noodle Casserole Sanctuary Shells and Cheese German Slop Sausage Sack Soggy Party Kong Bods Chips and Regret Number 9 The Timmy The Grandma Fisher Coco's Fried Chicken and Tears Link Week The Timmy Dance Cookie Drive The Chilly Hand of Death The Tommy Frost Melon Oats By now, after reading that, there's no way that hunger and appetite have been induced, but, here's our suggestion - Come to eat, stay and discuss the next-realm, body-possessing artwork in this book, and then leave either hungry, disgusted, confused, or, if Grayghost was successful, with another way to consider the day to day survival of life, for you, or for a friend