For some weird reason my cat loved ear wax. Before he died I would get woken up by this horrible feeling of him jamming his tongue in my ear and I have never felt more violated.
Now here in Ferelden, we do things right. We take our ingredients, throw them into the largest pot we can find, and cook them for as long as possible until everything is a uniform grey color. As soon as it looks completely bland and unappetizing, that's when I know it's done.