food unrelated:
man, the horsehead/eel scene in the film adaptation gave me nightmares as a kid
also, Gunter Grass is a really nice guy(at least to fawning, German-studying sophomores)...years after being traumatized by 1979's best foreign film(thanks HBO) I had my picture taken with Grass after a reading/high school field trip. I still have the photo: me in an oversized David Byrne-esque jacket and spiky hair, Grass...his doleful, basset hound self.
Being gauche rocks, stun the bourgeoisie