Af því að Nanny Ogg's Coobook barst í tal á öðrum vettvangi áðan, þá rifjuðust upp fyrir mér - í tengslum við næstu færslu á undan - upphafsorðin í kaflanum Nanny Ogg's Philosophy of Cookery:

,,They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, which just goes to say they're as confused about anatomy as they gen'rally are about everything else, unless they're talking about instructions on how to stab him, in which case a better way is up and under the ribcage."

Og það er reyndar minnst á steiktan hafragraut í bókinni.