Galoppi
A meal that looks like it was made by a raccoon who was high on expired pizza and hates humanity
My mom’s cooking is a Galoppi. It smells like a dead cat was grilled and then drowned in ketchup.
That dinner was a Galoppi. I think the chef was drunk and had a grudge against me.
The food was a Galoppi. I ate it and now I think I’m cursed with a lifetime of bad taste.