[Ever the inquisitive chef, a spider girl could not help but be curious of the comings and goings of the various people that have elected to stay in the station.]

[To her surprise, she could identify what this one was eating, too!]

Oh! Yes, I do recall this! A very hairy man kept insisting I try to make some for him. Turned out okay, not that he ever decided to give it another try.

That's not my preference, but, hey, if you like that slimy groundcrawlers over delicious araneae goodness, then who am I to judge?