Once again our mothers were right. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Not exactly, Zed.

It is the temptation of something destined for the stomach - the trace, the hint, the beckoning aroma of it - not the filling of the stomach per se, which endears women to men and arouses their passions.

Our mothers were right about this axiom as well, but in another context entirely. As the saying goes:

"All things that are, are with more pleasure chased than enjoyed."