Radiance (Wraith Kings, #1)

by Grace Draven

“It’s a stew made with the king’s own herd of cattle.” She pointed to the brown thing. “That is a potato. Watch.” Ildiko split her own potato thing lengthwise, revealing two smoking slabs of pale inner flesh. The smell wafting to his nostrils made him think of wet dirt.

This entire scene had me actually cackling.