"So...it's cooked in a wok?"
"It's wok-style!"
"...so is a wok involved?"
"It's wok-style!" The waiter's smile sharpens
"but it IS salmon?"
"It's wok-style!"
Twas grilled, and the slithy cloves
Did fire and tumble in the wasabe:
All mincy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths out gravy.
“Beware the Jabberwok, my son!
The peppers bite, the herbs that catch!
Beware the GruubHub charge, and shun
The frumious Porch Drop Snatch”