 It was kind of to me like a whorehouse for the stomach was what my dad says. It was an uncomfortable feeling, even though it was, dare I say, pleasurable. See, I didn't feel that way because I wasn't lusting after the food. If you own lusting after it, maybe. I wasn't lusting after it either. I didn't feel that way. Although the whole design of some of these places and commercials on TV is, again, back to this God thing.