I love my chair because it is where I eat my food. I love the table on my chair because that is where my food is placed. And of course I love all the food that is placed on the table. But when the food is gone and I am still hungry, I have to find something else to eat. The closest thing to food that is left is the table that it was on. Even though it is wiped down it still has some flavor left.
You can imagine how surprised Daddy was when he saw his son desperately trying to eat the table. I think Mommy and Daddy are now considering increasing my portions.