Lasagne

– It's a bit off-putting really, when you stop to think about it.
– Yes... I suppose.
– The horse meat scandal.
– Of course. My mind was elsewhere.
– I mean, if I wanted to eat horse meat, I'd go out and ask for it.
– Would you?
– If I wanted it. I'm making the point that I don't want to get horse meat when I ask for something else.
– Like beef.
– Exactly.
– Or chicken.
– Well, yes. Though I don't suppose horse is particularly similar to chicken.
– I have always managed to tell them apart. The size is a give away. And the feathers.

A horse.