It tastes like ash, and smoke, the taste so thick you can't taste the meat. You bite through the blackened skin trying to salvage the meal, yet can't get past the taste. It was a meal you planned and looked forward to, even spent extra money at the grocery store for the finest cut of meat. And now it's a piece of charred waste. It tastes like loss, it tastes like defeat. And all you can do is scrape your plate into the trashcan.