Castle Curmudgeon is host to a wondrous new technological advancement.
I’m delighted with this development. We have a bunch of layabout chickens which haven’t been pulling their weight lately and they need to be converted from fowl on the lawn to meat in a mason jar. For the moment, my wife has assured me that men are too stupid to operate this machine and I’ve been gently escorted to the kitchen’s perimeter. Probably for the better; the ancient and mysterious magic of “cooking” is being applied to tomato sauce and I know nothing of such things.