Max stared in awe at the laminated menus strung up on the wall, such delicacies she had never seen before, each of which she wanted to fill her stomach with. She scanned her finger along each of the courses, murmuring each foreign name under her breath. She was amazed, look at all the beauty she had missed out for 10 years. Her thoughts raced frenetically and could feel her heart bumping faster and faster as she re-read each meal over and over again. Max's imagination ran wild with creations of each of these wondrous foods and her mouth produced saliva and her stomach growled starved of nutrition, but Max didn't know what to choose from, after living on squirrel for 10 years without a choice and wishing she had a choice; here there was too much choice.